[ Jin Ling’s face pinched. ]

What’s that supposed to mean? Of course you d—

[ Oh. He’d forgotten. In order to become the ghost general, Wen Ning had to have—

He flushed a little, unsure if he felt embarrassed or ashamed or sympathetic but he disliked all of the above. ]

Just— don’t worry about it. You’re here now, aren’t you? You have another chance to have a better life, don’t you?