He's gone. For good. He's not coming back, stop telling yourself he will. You were too late to save him. It's all your fault. You weren't fast enough. And now you're standing off to the side as Major Kang and 5 of his men carry his coffin on their shoulders. Dayeon's crying. So is Gangsu. Why wouldn't they? They just got his grandson, her brother, taken away after being with them for only a year. It wasn't nearly enough time. They're preparing to put him in the coffin. He looks so pretty and peaceful, despite the stitched wounds that will never heal. You've only seen him this relaxed a few times before, and now it's the last time you'll ever see his face again.