Phoenix looked at him with burdened eyes for a moment. All of his former allies, Jams, Felix, Shark and more were either dead or long-gone. He was the last memento to the forgotten; the warriors who's names have been lost to entropy itself. He would not forget. Cody Wolfe was indeed a killer, but he was also a father. He fought for vengeance, and then redemption. His son was now the last one to know the love of the General, in Phoenix's opinion, which made him carry as much weight as Phoenix did. "You're never alone, my boy. With that knife, I'll always be with you. But moreover... [i]He'll[/i] always be with you. And one day, when you're making a shot or a slash to protect the ones you love, he'll be there to guide your hand. We'll all be, Jackson Wolfe. Enjoy your youth while you still have it, my boy. Innocence lost is something that cannot be regained, but one can still enjoy such things if one tries. Your father would want you to." [i]He'd want you to be anything except the monster he became.[/i]