[It has been a long time since he last saw C'rizz and Charley, and he has been on his own again. C'rizz's death didn't shake him to the core, and it took Charley to have him find that sense of humanity. Poor. Poor. Eight.

Still, there was something about this fellow, and the Doctor crinkles his nose. He wanders over towards him. He takes in a deep breath, and he lets a sigh go.] How can you be so sure? I used to think the same, that there was always hope out there in the universe. And, maybe there's hope at the very end.