"Well, request denied!" Or whatever it was. Heiji shoved one end of the tent pole into the little sleeve thing on the tent, obviously a bit agitated. Stupid tent. You were like a representation of this whole stupid warehouse.

"Look, none of us knows what's gonna happen in the future, okay? And I just can't make ya any promises like that. But... I do know how ya feel. If it was me, I wouldn't want my friends to get hurt tryin' to help me out."

"...hey, did I ever tell ya about that one memory I got? The one with the cliff?"