[Pokey just crosses his arms across his chest, struggling to maintain composure. The snobbish appearance of doing this, however, lets him build his control back up. He smacks his lips once, trying to coordinate himself, before speaking again.]

We could change the system. We could find out what they're doing and change it so it doesn't do this ridiculous reincarnation pig-crap all the time. We need to do something to them. They need to be punished.

[They're so like him. He'd have thought the things that happen to people here were hysterical if he could have found a way to just watch them instead of being forced into them himself. And now that he does have to go through them, it almost makes him sick to his stomach. How he used to have been. And he just can't imagine letting people still doing shit like this get away with it.]

Look, the idea of trying for it was nice, in a stupid way. It's not really fair to have pissed on you so much for it considering you were so new and didn't get how crap here worked but...sometimes things are just futile. That's all it is.

.....Happiness is....

[Something he doesn't really understand. Something he came to a weird little understanding with during July 4th, but still confounds him in general. He just shakes his head.]

Maybe you do. I don't really get the idea. So maybe you do.