And a lot of smoke to fill our lungs too, don't forget the most important part.

[Ikki may jab at the smoking, but he has never really complained, at least not seriously. Though with the amount of cigars his father smokes he's at times surprised that the man is not made of smoke himself.]

Same here. As long as we all remain together and all, I don't really care about where we live or what we have.

[He could live among trash for all he cares, so long as he has his family. Or at least his sister.]