This awkwardness is multifaceted.
The main reason is that I had already set a death flag in front of my old friends, but ended up not dying, and instead accidentally became the hero of Cardman City. Now meeting them again has a strange sense of "going back on my word" guilt. Maybe I should stab myself in the heart right now?
After all, during our farewell, I spoke so decisively and deceived so many tears; it's quite rude not to die now.
While Old Norman was struggling with embarrassment, Old Porter had no such thoughts. He strode forward and gave Norman a big bear hug with his mechanical arm, laughing heartily, he said:
"I knew it! The God of Avalon wouldn't allow a bastard like you to quietly die in the Star Realm. Your mission isn't over yet, Norman. We've done a lot of wrong things, and we're destined to keep living and suffering... You know, a generous end isn't for us."
