bastian thought happily back to last night...that sweet and glorious night with sophia....
bastian, thinking
aloud: gawd, i can't believe she picked me! me! gawd, maybe i am more than just an orphan...
but then he got a different thought...it chilled his heart but he couldn't stop thinking it...
bastian: but
wait... maybe sophia thought i was someone else...or maybe it was a one off...maybe i'm just getting my hopes too high...
bastian: damn...maybe i'm just some orphan...
lance: no you're not...give yourself a break...
bastian: but...i don't want to hope...
lance: but hope is a good basis for a brighter look on life...
bastian: i used to think that...everyday...but
everytime i got let down and it hurt. it hurted so much...
lance: i know it hurted, but thinking the worst is even more terrible. after all that panicking, worrying and dreading,
and then you find out it isn't as bad as you thought...well...you end up feeling like a fool...right?
bastian saw what
lance was trying to say...but even bastian can be a bit stubborn and so he tried to save face...
bastian:...maybe...
lance: look, don't make assumptions until they actually happen, okay? wait until sophia talks before digging yourself
a pit of worry and pity. 'kay?
bastian:...okay...
bastian thought lance's words was very good food for his mind...
