[ In a rare fit of carelessness, the door was unlocked, yes.

He'll see Huaisang on the bed, with his pillow in hands, and then looking up and over at the other who... probably just let him into the room. ]

Oh... no, sorry. I didn't mean to worry you, Wei-xiong.

It's just...i-it's just...

[ Oh no. He told himself he wasn't going to cry again unless he planned for it. It was one thing when he pretended but he already cried enough and it won't stop SQ from dying or reveal who did it, so he just let himself fall silent for a moment. ]

I don't know. I don't know anymore.