And my which do I see? It is not lens, the any of department?

Of what?

Poor young.

One to direr that you is not you still remie

the disappearance of your poor dad

You is too poignant I is cried almost for enjoyment.

Then kept silent Lens still came to make you flatten?

Ah yes his truths, yamato, your guardian, was invalid as well as you, to bad he was the knight of the fly.

It adorned that he it is disappeared as the waste that he it was.

Banpele I am going to make you bite the dust.

Band Strip of I am going to redo you the portrait.

Leave me pass.

Ha ha ha well we lost enough of time with no useless as you.

Good luck dunce.