Yeah, I mean... It's fine to be sad about it. It's a natural reaction, you know, being sad when you remember something sad. Feeling happy when you remember something happy... Even if it weren't for these weird kinds of memories, it'd be the same for our regular ones, right? Like the time when we finally saved up enough money to buy our table, our real first purchase.

[ The oak table is truly a legend in this household. ]

You're like family to me! And it's important that we're here for each other. You have your friends too. Just remember that you're not alone and we'll be more than willing to help you! At least I will.