Not right. Not wrong. Not good or bad. Just another change.
Tenzin: What is it friend?
Wolf: I had, uh, leukemia as a kid, and uh, when I was in the children's ward, every few weeks a bed would just, a bed would just suddenly be empty. Like the kid just disappeared. Do you know how scary that is? Nobody said anything. Guess they didn't know how to like talk about it. I was terrified. And I hate it. I hate it for what it took and for what it takes. How can you be so happy about death? It's not right.
Tenzin: Not right. Not wrong. Not good or bad. Just another change.