Left to her own vices, Solty kicks around in the desert outside of town, stumbling upon an old man and his young friend, a kid named Will. The Resemble is feeling worthless after Roy's tongue lashing, but her new companion tries to convince the little misfit that even objects made up of spare parts have value. The old man looks on stoically? For Solty is about to learn the truth behind human mortality. Back in the city, Roy continues to wallow in his private hell, which Miranda takes it upon herself to beat him out of.