Jo, reading a note: For any of those unfortunate enough to find this while I'm still here, I have committed multiple atrocities to mankind and see myself no longer fit for life.  In the event that the world will end and only one survivor will remain, I will make sure I am not that survivor, and if I am, we will never hear the end of it.  I'm sorry for what I've done, what I can do, and what I will do soon.  I can't carry this burden around with me and plague the rest of this beautiful planet with this level of  a warcrime.  I'm sorry friends, but it's time my toxic ways be put in the waste, and my once pure body be put to rest.

Jo, turning to Jojo: What did you do?

Jojo, sobbing: I rinsed off a paper plate...