[Well, it's the evening and Zelgadis couldn't even bring himself to go somewhere to drink. He's just out on a bench somewhere, looking absolutely hollow and miserable. A pile of black and blue flower petals are on the ground around his feet.
He glances up to see Lu Bixing, and he looks away again.]
You don't have to say anything. I've made a mess of things.
Week 5, Saturday
He glances up to see Lu Bixing, and he looks away again.]
You don't have to say anything. I've made a mess of things.