"Yoka, you're awake?" Mikan softly caressing the back of Yoka's hand that he holds all the time whenever he stayed besides him.
Looking at Mikan soft staring, Yoka feels thankful yet miserable, "Thank you," he says to this boy who is like a brother for him.
Wanted to lean on the bed headboard with Mikan's helps, Yoka sit and leaning on the bed headboard, shifting his head to look at Uncle Majan but couldn't bare to looking into the guardians eyes, his hands is trembling.
Sensing the pain in Yoka's eyes, they know this is would never be easy for anyone who knew Lokian.
Sooner or later, they have to move from this torturing pain and leaving behind the pain, doesn't means that Lokian will be forgotten because sure nobody would dare to, but it'll be more like the acceptance of reality, of losing a precious friend in an honoured way.
"You don't have to force yourself, look young man... Everything will be fine, don't worry," Says Uncle Majan trying to give Yoka some comforting words.
