"No," he agrees, with some relief at Shen Yuan understanding. "He's very thoughtful, deliberate-- his smiles are so serious." He laughs. "But I can undo him a little, and make him laugh, and make him almost impulsive. That felt good. We could be together all afternoon and hardly speak, but he'd-- share his work with me. He remembers things I'd said in passing to give to me. He trusts so few people; he's not used to having friends. I was so grateful to be one of them. Christ, that's so maudlin, and I'm not even drunk--"