If there was nothing you noticed without digging, doesn't that mean it was nearly the same as yours? That you started where you'd left off and all of this is you, my heart? [there's logic there, but xichen knows that when it comes to himself that his husband is skilled at casting logic aside while scolding xichen through his own fits.

they are learning still, how to comfort each other and pull each other back from ledges.] As intimately as I know it, mine calls to it because it is yours.