It's been a long time since I've felt this way, cutting off all ties and attachments with others, completely becoming a fugitive with no support. It sounds a bit sad, but it also means that, whether it's the Plague Doctor or Froki, they can all abandon everything.
The Plague Doctor glanced at Lorenzo standing at the end of the corridor. He leaned against the wall, looking down and pondering something.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye or something? Or are you going to keep following me and monitoring endlessly?"
Upon hearing the Plague Doctor's words, Lorenzo raised his head and spoke indifferently.
"No need."
"No need for what?"
The Plague Doctor found Lorenzo's demeanor quite interesting. He was different from these fugitives, a difference that made one envious.
"I won't die here; I'm destined to come back alive. I never left, so where's the need to say goodbye?"
