I shake my head. . . . I shake my head. . . . A former genius, he could have gone so far, and yet has chosen such a different, wrong path. Robin gags loudly and begins to weep. I declare, twirling my locks.
Robin rocks back and forth.
What he mumbles, no one could possibly understand. It is incomprehensible, yet sadly stirring. Friend, we shall go around and around and around. The world askew and aslant, and we are one. Robin nods, as himself.