[Theres a sound of a few soft, rhythmic thuds like he's knocking on a door, and then his voice.]

I made some strawberry bread from a recipe Al gave me Haseo, would you like some?

[A quiet pause; no answer]

... Haseo?

[Another, longer pause and then the creaking of him opening the door. More silence. Then, softly.]

Goodbye and good luck.

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