"He rarely gets silence. He enjoys it," Krad commented. Usually because he made noise, but there was only so much silence he could take himself.

"I find them pleasing to the eye. It is the same for art. Art that has a defined picture, instead of the ones where they are merely splotches on the wall," Krad said.

"...at the present, a place where I feel at home," Krad commented. Namely where Black Wings was stored.