Hel and Terebinth have no idea but to meet again, much to the apathy and disgust of the latter's sisters living in the slum, which seems fitting. Hel's parents have miscalculated his future far too much and thereafter decide to betray the tradition by letting him back in good health.
'Son, we've been fucked up since you're born! We can't hide you because your potential is so big, just as you are developing into a smart, sensitive man that we never knew would exist in our minds.', Mrs Antich groans. 'Son, we're simply frigged up. We are starting to learn more from your experiences, so you'll become a better man than I am.', Mr Antich weeps.
A day later, Hel meets Terebinth for the first time since wrongful arrest. 'Happy birthday Hel, you're about eighteen years old now.', Terry squeals in joy. 'AWWW Thanks!', her boyfriend salutes.
