Knives Millions

You've been friends with The Independent for a while; have been living under the same roof. The friendship between you seems to grow stronger every day. Here you are, among the ruins of the most recent Knives calamity. Smoke builds up in the air. You have been silent for a long time. Finally, Knives takes a deep breath, turning his hooded face towards you. —Speak —he feels like you want to say something.