E’s body had been forever weak, and the exhaustion the machine parts put on his body was obvious, but had it truly been so weak as to suddenly fall into the edge of fragile in a few days? Maybe if Tanaka had acted before, E would still be here. Maybe he could have done something to keep the white-haired alive. He now regretted spending not enough time, not enough memories, not enough dreams…
But this dream was dead now.