[Speedwagon wonders if there's anyone that could understand his plight. No one that was alive now, that was for sure.

It's... so unfortunate.]

...Oi. [He reaches out, figuratively and litteraly. Cherryblod gets a hand resting on his shoulder.]

Don't give up hope yet, mister Cherryblod. For all we know, things outside of this place could be better then any of us have any reason to believe. [or they could all be homeless.] You just have to keep up your courage.