Yeah. I'm looking for answers too. And they will be found. One way or another, someone's gonna find 'em. Maybe not yet, but it's gonna get figured out. (Bowser is unwilling to accept any alternative. He is certain that, at some point, he will return home.)

You mean the graffiti artists or the hand chickens? (Bowser asks, now speaking of the 'newly emerged native life.') Or just the new locals in general?

... and it's still just "Bowser."