Kaneda sat quiet by the fire, his eyes trained on the dark crater in the center of the city, where there were no lights left to shine. He remembered the bright white explosion vividly, hearing Tetsuo scream for his help as his body and his power betrayed him. He shuddered, rubbing a hand down his face, his breathing ragged. He couldn’t get the carnage out of his head, couldn’t stop thinking about the kid he thought of as a younger brother.