[ He opens his mouth for some sort of knee-jerk retort, wanting to argue worst case scenarios just because that is where his mind is always going first. Unnoticed by him, the egg trembles a little. But then he snaps his mouth shut again and takes a deep, steadying breath.

He nods, once, and squeezes her hand tightly. ] Alright. I'll trust Jiejie in this. We won't be separated so easily again. [ He ducks his head. ] It's just hard sometimes. [ Or more like, always. He does his best not to let it taint their time together, but at the back of his mind he is always aware how fragile their happiness is. ] But I won't make you more sad now. You should drink your tea while it's hot.