[It's not Dan Heng, it's true. This time it really is Dan Feng, just... a horribly twisted version of him. The prospect of letting Dan Feng go again is just... too much, just yet.

He sighs, nodding in resigned agreement, and then pulls his knees to his chest and puts his face in them.]

She doesn't exist, in his reality. But he's sharp enough to figure it out, with the information I gave him about ours.