These things, even though they are simple, but I see them as precious and large for me. I just want them to return to me like before, fixed in their place and not escaping there, and there I want them tied up. I die and disappear, and neither do they disappear or leave. They will remain in their place. They will remain as humanity becomes extinct. Everything will become extinct. While they remain as they are, they will return. Lee will come back ?.