Clouds suit my mood just fine.

What a joke! Poor little rich girl's fallen in love with the Republic's most famous criminal.

Forever and ever, kid, until you're sick and tired of seeing me.

Money is the most important thing in the world, you know. Money can buy you happiness, and I don't care what anyone else thinks.

June has never looked more beautiful than she does now, unadorned and honest, vulnerable yet invincible.

Everything I am familiar with is gone.

I feel so out of place here. No matter how much money the Republic throws at me, I will forever be the boy from the streets.