You won't have fuckin' metal birds and shit coming after you or weird days when you wake up feelin' like a tea pot cause that's what you are.

[He shakes his head. Who knows if Freddy is really complaining about bizarre curses or not. Harpies and whatever are the price they pay for this life, separation too at least for the kid. They may not be on the best of terms but a part of him doesn't want to have left his family and friends without at least saying goodbye. Goodbye before driving off into the sunset with Lawrence Dimick. It could be the best mistake of his life. Maybe they aren't ready to go (yet) but now he has to say it. Freddy runs his other hand down Larry's chest.]

I'm sorry about your friends. [Mainly, he means Joe.]