Whatever logical part of Shotaro's brain there was to tell him he was going to be back in the morning good as new left with Philip's last breath. "Oi Philip." But tears already began to roll down his cheeks. He squeezed his hand tighter.

"No, no, no," he fell onto his knees beside the bed. He banged his stump against the leg of his chair and let out a pained cry. His parents in the earthquake, the Boss, and now his partner. And now he was alone. Again.

And all he could do was hold on to what was left and cry.