Coconut. The aroma stole into Rei's memory returning a sheepish grin under shaggy bangs. Centuries had passed since she'd thought of him. Long before The End, he'd left Hikawa with an earnest speech and hopeful eyes. She crushed that hope mercilessly. It was necessary. He was a fragment, trying to fill his missing parts with her. She had no parts to spare for him. He would not find himself in Rei.
That night, under the stars, she ate the last piece of coconut he would bring her.
Tonight, Rei ate her first piece of coconut since, and found it sweet.