I know what you're asking, but I'm not alone. See?
[Kubo holds open his scrapbook - now with a few more tattered edges and sticky fingermarks thanks to Rico - and flips it to some of the more recent pages. There he's pasted more recent selfies with Freelancer, a snapshot of his new friend Archangel with some explanatory text, one or two pictures of America. There are even selfies with members of the staff he's gotten familiar with, as well as fans he met and musicians he jammed with on the PR tour.]
I miss Mother and Father and Dave, but I'm more grateful that I got the chance to be with them at all. It's easy not to feel alone when you're here.
[The real question is, how's he holding up now that Arbitrator has a grudge against him, and he doesn't have the assurance of his father's constant, defensive presence. But that's not what was asked.]
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[Kubo holds open his scrapbook - now with a few more tattered edges and sticky fingermarks thanks to Rico - and flips it to some of the more recent pages. There he's pasted more recent selfies with Freelancer, a snapshot of his new friend Archangel with some explanatory text, one or two pictures of America. There are even selfies with members of the staff he's gotten familiar with, as well as fans he met and musicians he jammed with on the PR tour.]
I miss Mother and Father and Dave, but I'm more grateful that I got the chance to be with them at all. It's easy not to feel alone when you're here.
[The real question is, how's he holding up now that Arbitrator has a grudge against him, and he doesn't have the assurance of his father's constant, defensive presence. But that's not what was asked.]