"Very," says Shen Yuan. Somehow rehashing his thoughts on going slowly with Binghe to Sagramore is even more embarrassing than it had been with Laertes, and anyway they'd almost definitely give him the same advice, in that annoying¹ married way where two people are clearly united on something because of their shared married experience. And anyway, it is going very well. He's pretty sure it's going about as well as dating can go, which is sort of making him feel insane. "It makes me feel very foolish for how much I didn't believe it could, and—" he shakes his head, not enough to dislodge Sagramore, "—worried, a little."

¹ (affectionate)