.:02:.
[Lockon's sitting against a tree somewhere in the park, eyes closed, and apparently hasn't realized he's on the second level. He's a little troubled from an earlier conversation with Allelujah about whether each of them died or not, something he's still not really worked his way through.]
Tch, of course I only end up thinking of this stuff now. Not like I expected it---or maybe I did. Huh.
[A bit more thinking, and he finds himself singing.]
♫I want you to know
That you don't need me anymore
I want you to know
You don't need anyone, anything at all
Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to say what it is will break you
I don't know which way the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around
Don't wanna see you cry
I know this is not goodbye♫
[A bit of a wry smile.] This kind of stuff's so much easier when it's any other situ--
...wait, was I just singing? Where the heck did that come from?
Tch, of course I only end up thinking of this stuff now. Not like I expected it---or maybe I did. Huh.
[A bit more thinking, and he finds himself singing.]
♫I want you to know
That you don't need me anymore
I want you to know
You don't need anyone, anything at all
Who's to say where the wind will take you
Who's to say what it is will break you
I don't know which way the wind will blow
Who's to know when the time has come around
Don't wanna see you cry
I know this is not goodbye♫
[A bit of a wry smile.] This kind of stuff's so much easier when it's any other situ--
...wait, was I just singing? Where the heck did that come from?