Because I'm the Lord of Chaos and what, exactly, does someone like me need friends for? I can get plenty of entertainment all on my own, no friends necessary, the very idea--

[Except, you know. Memories. And now he feels this weird... this super weird feeling? When he says that? Like a bad feeling. A sort of guilt-adjacent feeling.

Or just straight up guilt, maybe.

So he's going to shove a pillow over his face again. Goodbye world.]

Ughhhh.