Andon sits down on his bed, leaning his head on his stump. He thinks of all the experiences he had with Sean as tears silently roll out off his eyes. Wiping his face with is sleeve, he lets out a heavy sigh, “Oi won’ le’ ye down, oi won’ le’ aneh ‘ne down. Nay anehmore. t’anks fer evereh t’ing lad.”