"... I know. And maybe I do. But he's what I have - he's the one who was always there. I've met my mother twice, and... I know some people who grew up without knowing either of their parents. Shouldn't I be glad he at least didn't abandon me?"

Though was it because of his use or because of actual caring? He knows the answer, but he doesn't want to say it. "I... at least turned out more useful than my - no, that sounds awful when I say it out loud." The brother he never got to know was twisted, awful. There was no saving him. "... I want to say I turned out almost normal, even if I've never been actually normal." He just... curls into a ball under the other's touch.

"I don't know what to do. I can't - knowing him he can just teleport to wherever I am or something, I don't know what he can do. Or he'll wait until you're not around, or..." Or he'll try to hurt Shang Beida, and he's not sure what he'd do in that case.