[It was because, underneath all of the extra layers, filters, and experiences, they really were the same man. Red is what Lupin could have been, had circumstances been different.

Both of them, at the end of the day, always worked alone.

He took a deep breath to quell the bubble of irritation that formed. Yelling wouldn't work, and it would only make him feel physically worse.]

You're right; I am a thief. A thief has to accept from day one that they are destined to end alone. No matter how many friends a person amasses, an individual can only change on their own.

I'm trying to get myself more skilled so you guys don't need to worry about me next time and can focus on yourselves.

...We all just need a break.