Satire: Okay! I'm still with you all the way my friend! Let's go!
Zeneth: Sorry old friend! I let you think you had a choice! But really. You're staying behind!
Satire: No! No! I swear to you! I'm up for it! I told you already! I thought you trusted me!
Zenith: Oh I know ol' chum! You were the only one growing up who could take my full hit to the face and not be knocked down! Ha! And even return a wallop! But you ain't me. It's so much easier for me! I just wouldn't feel right. Guilty even. But don't you worry a snatch! You will always be my best friend.
Satire: If that's how you feel, now I couldn't go. But I'll live my remaining days right here with Cold just to be as close to you as I possibly could.