Peter was gone. His nurse had seemed so proud of him when Ritsuka had asked that the boy had to fake a smile to get away from her. Of course he was happy "Peter" had gone home to be with his family. That was what the nurses wanted to hear and so Ritsuka had said it, but the words were like ash on his tongue and left a sour taste behind. Peter was gone and that meant Tear was the leader of the paramedics now. And what could Ritsuka do without Soubi around to help? He wasn't sure, but he wasn't about to keep relying on people when they just kept leaving.

Worse, he had heard that people had died last night again. More people lost to this stupid place where the staff kept a phony smile and refused to acknowledge reality, let alone everything that had happened only a day ago. They staunchly refused to recognize anyone called Aguilar or Berg or anyone else and became worried for Ritsuka's own "mental health" when he insisted they were real. He really shouldn't be surprised, he thought, but it was frustrating nonetheless how easily they had the wool pulled over their eyes. Maybe it was because they wanted it that way.

Entering his room, Ritsuka glanced to the side to check if Gamzee was already there, and upon seeing no one, went to his bed and flopped face down into the pillow. Even if he was hungry and the food smelled appetizing, knowing that he was slowly losing everyone to this stupid place was enough to kill off any desire to eat. "...Soubi, you idiot." Ritsuka pulled his pillow closer and then rolled onto his back, leaving it over his face.