"What is it, buddy? What's bothering you?"
"It's just... nothing. Nothing at all."
"Oh, come on. You can tell me."
"It's not a big deal, really. It's nothing you should worry about. Nothing I should bother you with."
"Nonsense. No problem is too small. You know that."
"Well, it's just that... What you did was so amazing, you know? What you've done for the world, the way you changed it. It makes my life seem so pointless."
"How do you mean?"
"I feel useless. I haven't brought anything to the table, so to speak. My existence is meaningless, and to tell the truth, it bums me out."
"Come off it, Tails. You know I couldn't have accomplished any of it without you."
"No. You're just saying that to make me feel better. My role in his downfall could have been filled in by anybody else."
"That isn't true, Tails. Hell, you're only seventeen, kid. You've done more with your life in these early years of your existence than most have with their entire lives. That's something to be proud of."
"Details mean nothing in one's shadow."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I'm nothing but a minor detail, lost in your shadow."
"Oh, man. Doing something like this for fame is the wrong way to go, pal. You changed the world, kid. You think that means nothing without fame? You're sorely mistaken. The fame doesn't matter."
"I guess you're right, Sonic."