Kei didn't reply to his thanks. He wasn't a good person and he would never pretend that he was. He killed and destroy and feed off of others. He was devoid of love and bit by bit he felt his humanity slip away from him. He didn't have anything more than his solitude as he slipped into insanity.

Men wasn't made to live forever.

He remained silent as he dragged Peter towards the hospital. Just as he said bright signs illuminated the night spilling into the street. "How are you?" He didn't know if Peter was still awake though he heard the soft echo of a heartbeat.