Rising from his coach, Myeol Mang walks towards Dong Kyung's spot. Staring intently into her soft brown eyes, says, "Then come here." He walks down a short hallway, opens a door, steps aside, waits for her to follow. Through the doorframe, she sees a large comfy bed, a brick wall rises along one wall. Slipping through the door, he closes it shut, as she rests her back up against the wall, one of his hands rests against the wall next to her head, his body leans closer, huskily says, "You came in here on your own accord. Don't regret it." Ducking under his arm, she walks around to the bed, says, "What's wrong with regretting? I am going to die anyway."
They crawl into the bed, both lying back to back, on top of the covers, not seeking comfort it seems from one another. An image of light and dark, one dressed in all white and the other dressed in all black, an opposing sides, opposites, but complimented, needed one another in life, light needs darkness, winter to spring, death to life.
Softly speaking, Dong Kyung says,
Hey, hey are you asleep?
He responds, I don't sleep
She asks, "What are you thinking?"
"Arrogant Human"
"Lowly Human"
"How dare a small dying creature…
Those kind of thoughts. How about you?"
Quietly he replies
She mauls over his responses
She says, "Crazy bitch, what if you actually died earlier while doing that? Those kind of thoughts. Your eyes that were looking at me earlier, they were so cold and scary. Those kind of thoughts. Even during all of this, your back is really warm…"
At those final words, she drifts off to a sound sleep, he watches over her protectively during the night. Sometime during the night, she turns over facing his direction, he watches her face, observes how beautiful she is sleeping. Reaching out to touch her face, hears little God's words, frowns, stares at his hand, takes his hand back, rises from the bed and leaves the room before she awakens.