"Freedom brings all to ruin in time," Bane's champion once told him.
And it feels like a lifetime ago when she said that.
And maybe she was right.
And as FCG - Letters, Fresh Cut Grass, Faithful Care Giver - who was blessed with many names, graced with happy memories, and gifted a second chance at a life well loved... as this little aeormaton sees his fallen friends, he thinks that makes sense.
There is no code, no programming, no hardware strong enough to keep him from this. And that must be freedom. He refuses to believe otherwise.
Because given the choice, he would always choose them.