When the door opened, Guy naturally expected the "Good evening, Guy-san" that he'd been hearing since he'd arrived in this place. He turned in his seat, but instead of Okita standing there, it was a complete stranger.

Guy stiffened in his seat the moment that it all clicked together, and a second later he stood up, edging toward the door where the nurse who had brought the stranger here was still standing. "Hold on a second," he said, his tone more urgent than he meant for it to be. "This is a mistake, right?"

The nurse, who had been about to leave, paused and looked at him with a sympathetic expression. "I'm sorry, Dana, but Julian was released today. I know you were roommates for a long time, but try to be happy for him, okay?"

Guy stared after her, his mouth gaping open as the full realization hit him like a sack of bricks in his chest. Okita -- after all they'd been through, after both of them had died and come back in this place, it was going to end like this? Without them even getting the chance to say goodbye?

He clenched a fist, but by the time he looked up again the nurse was gone, leaving him with this other patient who was, more than anything else, not Okita. Guy found that he had no words, even as the man introduced himself.