[He smiles wider. Relived that she is better now, he just dries his face from the tears and just let himself feel some pride that for once, he helped a friend in need.

A memory from his other life comes to the forefront of his mind]

No matter how many destinies, how many lifetimes we have to overcome, We'll fight them all.

and I wouldn't have it any other way.

[He says quietly but with a stern feeling of resolve behind them, especially the last few. He pulls his knife out and it burns brightly to shed light as they go deeper and the facility goes darker]

Now, let's wreck some shit.

It IS supposed to be therapeutic right?