He needs to take a leak and forgets that he's in a different apartment with different cracks along the walls that don't symbolize the fissures and rifts between himself and Natsuko. Doesn't notice that he can't see the cracks because said different apartment is solid black with darkness. He collides into a wall. Winces, recoils, rubs his smarting nose. It aches somewhere else too, somewhere inside, somewhere... he stumbles somewhat guardedly over the cold floorboards, mistrustful of the shrill silence and unpacked boxes. He's pissed off and in need of a piss, and even when his bare feet collide with the iciness of the bathroom tiles he isn't sated. Stupid pain is swelling around the middle of his face and he doesn't flick the light switch on – he's peeing in the dark, taking his time, feeling stupid, feeling stupid, feeling... disquieted. Alone. This is his new life...