[Blake lets out a long, contemplative sigh.] Yep. World moves on without you.

[His eyes rove around to follow the drifting sparkles in the air. He doesn't notice the look on the kid's face.]

I'm on...[he counts on his hooves. It takes a while, since there's just the two.] ...thirty-nine. It's real empty. Kinda peaceful. Kinda lonely, too. C'mon over, we can talk about the good old days.