Sven meets a damsel in distress with a tale of family woe - and a stack of cash. Meanwhile, on the city rooftops, another young sweeper by the name of Saya has decided to take in the stray Black Cat.
Well, if I had to say, I'd say
because I didn't wanna shoot, I guess...
Wenn ich jetzt antworten müsste,
würde ich wohl sagen, weil ich nicht wollte.
Eh bien, disons que je n’avais
simplement pas envie de l’abattre.
Acho que é porque eu não queria atirar.