Toward the end of my visiting days, he seemed tired, gradually losing the sparkle and color of his eyes. His smile started to fade away, slowly turning to a neutral expression. We went through our usual route, but I noticed that our path started to get shorter, as we took shortcuts and stopped seeing things we usually would, such as this clothing store we usually passed. I got worried, as he wasn't acting like like his usual self. He seemed down, like a robot with an error. Of course I brushed it off.