Actually... if Lance were given the chance to choose again, knowing the outcome at this moment, he would still make the same choice.
To describe it with a phrase he read somewhere, his knees are too stiff; he can't kneel.
He is not Charlie, nor is he anyone else who, for wealth, power, and status, can play the role of a dog.
Rather than being a rich dog, he'd rather be a poor man, albeit a bit destitute, but at least he's human.
This is the irreconcilable contradiction that lies between him and the Mayor.
"Should we prepare some contingency plans?" Elvin asked with some worry, as bad things seemed to always surround them.
Just when they had finally found a livelihood, the Camilla Gang came looking for trouble again.
After dealing with the Camilla Gang, they hadn't had much time to rest before a new challenge descended.
They thought it was all over, only to find out the Mayor had started a new round of torment.
