[ If there was a way home to be found here, he would have found it by now; he only started breaking things when it became apparent that all answers pointed to 'no escape'. It's just unfortunate his anger and frustration took over what started out as nothing more than some extremely testy questioning. He wrinkles his nose, stalking right up to Mouri, scowling as he goes. ]
Yeah, right. You're still here, gramps, but nice try.
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Yeah, right. You're still here, gramps, but nice try.