"Yes, I understand." Rung says with no indication of anything beyond the words. The lights flicker, once in his chest, and only once.

"If he wishes to stay away, I will respect that and will simply wish the best for him." The lonely air cold.

There is nothing in the way he looks at his model ships. Like he's not really looking at anything at all. He smiles a second...

"You take care of yourself too."