I'm sorry. [ Whispered, for the spilled drink, but he doesn't move away, not quite yet. He'll bring him down for something clean to wear until a cycle of laundry runs in a bit. He's just.

For once where Jin Ling can see it, it's Sizhui who is overwhelmed by emotions.

After a moment, he makes a sound that's halfway between a laugh and a sob, and nods, still against Jin Ling. ]

I'll remember. And you know - you know I'm here, too, right? It's... it's how I want it to be. [ He takes a few breaths to try to calm himself, but they are shaking. ]

The branch of the family that I came from. They were healers. They - didn't attack anyone. Well, it got complicated because of, of Mr. Wen, but...

I don't want to hurt anyone. I won't.