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You could've just told me that I shouldn't be sleeping in the park.

But in the end, didn't you also find a hole under a bridge?

What I taught you was the rules.

And I couldn't care less about the rules.

Then, why do you want me to follow the rules?

Because you can't break the rules until you know what they are.

But in any case, Lunacub, thank you.

I suppose this is where we should part ways. I think we won't see each other again for a very long time.

Do you really have to live here?

I do. As for you, I think you've already figured out what comes next, yes?

...I will come see you.

Some may interpret this as a farewell scene, of the younger generation sending the older to prison.

Go, Lunacub. Best of luck on your hunt.

I hope... I hope you...

Just hope that life overcomes me sooner rather than later.