But in our defense, we live in the shadows. What we have become was never your concern. What we wear, what we eat never crossed your mind. And with this burden, your ignorance, you fail to recognize that we are your underground and we have prevailed through any means to keep us alive. We are the Darktown of your city that even now, twists and turns on the vile feet that walk among it. It's with this pleasure, Viscount, that I bid you adieu.