"I..." O sighed heavily. Even though he'd known the answer to that question but he still didn't like having to hear it again. "I have friends there, you know, people who love me and who need me." Although even though he'd said it he knew that wasn't true. If he wasn't Mr. Smith's assistant he was sure it would be a long time before anyone even realized he was gone. He just looked sad at that and turned back to the pot, stirring it around.