Wherever Kexing's breath is taken, his goes with it. The weight of what they are can't be avoided or ignored. He won't. Zishu has always tried to face the truth, no matter how difficult or heart-breaking it might be. But this truth is a joy and he smiles when they part, peering into Kexing's eyes to let him know where his heart stands.

"Tell me your new name and I will be sure to use it." he smooths a hand across the other man's cheek, happy to keep him tucked right here. For always.

Even if that might be a ridiculous wish.

"I thought it must be given how people were reacting. Even so... Be careful. We don't know why we were brought here or what they intend us to do."