I made this. I'm giving it depression. We can begin training with just some practice punches so give me your best hit. Wait a second before we start. Is this a wig? It just helps me, folks. Saf! Saf! Ruby! Something amazing happened. Sorry. No, no, you first. So our boys Steven came up to me asking me for advice was Connie. So I said they should get married. Ruby, I said the same thing. Ruby, Saf! Oh no. And I called this one Rose. It seems perfect. But it's all lies. When did you become so mature? Somewhere between learning to summon my shield and finding out my mom is a war criminal. When did you become such a prick? Ugh. It's no use. Everyone will leave us behind eventually. Where the hell were you? You were gone for so long. Connie, you're back. You won't leave again, right? You won't leave me alone, right? I'm drafting the fourth quarter winter midterm, full term, two halves, a peanut schedule. You have to open up. After all, happiness doesn't decrease when shared with others. Neither does trauma. This might be unhealthy in the long term. I love you, Connie. Please be my girlfriend. I'm flattered, but I hardly have someone else. Hey, Steven, long time no see. You do it on purpose? You can heal yourself? Yeah.