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Ah, yeah. I think it's hardest for them, being on the receiving end of the grief and now... [He smacks his hands together.] Pow! I'm staring 'em in the face, like nothing happened.
[Lockon chuckled wryly.] I wish I could. My life was only lived for one purpose; one ideal. I can't really accomplish that, here, so... [The unspoken end of that was "I might as well be dead." It was a dark thought, but a true one.]