[He takes the offered doll, holding it with slightly shaky hands, and gives Lan Zhan a small nod. They have no way of knowing if their friend and family are fine, if they'll really see one another again, but he takes what comfort he can from it.]
[He swallows thickly, nervous. They're married now, so it's different. They're still friends, but on the matter of their son, the very person and precious child that ties their bond]
He'll be all right. He has grown up to be a fine young man. You'll see him again. I know you will. I'm happy to see what your son looks like. He was raised well.
[He nods again. It's just the sort of comforting things he'd have said, he thinks. And though he can take little credit for how A-Yuan was raised, he tried to give him all the love he could. He can only hope they find their own way out, so he can make up for it.]
I'm not but... I will be.
[He holds the doll close, gives another nod of thanks, and walks away.]
[With a solemn nod, he doesn't say anything. Silently, he closes the door. Part of him knew perhaps he won't ever see Sizhui again until the hotel decides to release them home.
He's going to sit on his chair for a while sobbing in tears alone.]
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Thank you, Lan Zhan. It means a lot.
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He'll be all right. He has grown up to be a fine young man. You'll see him again. I know you will. I'm happy to see what your son looks like. He was raised well.
[This is him hoping]
Are you going to be all right?
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I'm not but... I will be.
[He holds the doll close, gives another nod of thanks, and walks away.]
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He's going to sit on his chair for a while sobbing in tears alone.]