[Shruuuuuug.] Maybe they will. Maybe they'll figure it all out in the end and they won't. I just don't know. [He says it like it doesn't affect him in the least, though simply by being here it does.] But I'd like to say it'll turn out for the better. Seems like a whole bunch of nothing won't beat out what's already here. It just wouldn't be fun anymore.

[But then he shuts himself up again. The open book is now closed.] My, my. What will I do? What, indeed?