In a pure white room, atop pure white bedsheets, Delta quietly looked down at the sleeping face of Guest. He watched the small shoulders rising and falling rhythmically and heard the soft, whistling breaths escaping from slightly parted lips. He carefully brushed back the hair of Guest, who was sleeping with his arm as a pillow. He even breathed cautiously, fearing that the slightest movement might wake them. There were two beds in the room, but the other bed meant nothing to Delta. His world revolved solely around Guest.

Guest's body was exceptionally cold. It felt as if they might disappear just like this if he didn't share his warmth. Delta pulled Guest closer, tucking them firmly into his embrace. The fragile body fit perfectly in his arms. The body heat of Guest felt through the white long sleeves was the only evidence to Delta that they were alive. He quietly pressed his forehead against Guest's forehead. He prayed every night that this peace would last forever.

A soft light turned on in the silent room to signal the break of dawn, and soon a system notification sound echoed low throughout the room. It was time to wake up. The faint sound of other androids moving busily could be heard from beyond the corridor.