Mine. I'm on my side.

Either way, we'll ride out together. That's how it is with soul mates. Thats just what they do.

Aw, now look at that, you're being sarcastic, aren't you?

Somewhere in the crowd was at least one potential friend who'd understand the fundamental value of goofing off. Because if not, how boring would that be?

Of course, I didn't kill them. They're just taking a little ... siesta, that's all.

No matter what happens, we'll always be together, always find a way to locate each other. No matter which guise my soul decides to wear, I will always return to you. Just like I always have returned to you.

Your heart always knows what's important. It always knows how to guide you. It's pure, and trustworthy--though it will never shout to be heard. it will never speak above a whisper. But if you learn how to heed it, how to hear it, you will never feel lost in the world.