Joscelin keeps his eyes stubbornly downcast, not acknowledging Shin at all until the crying has quieted and only a stubborn sniffle remains. He scrubs at his face with the back of his bloody hand until he’s rubbed all trace of the tears away.

“If you tell anyone about this,” he says quietly, embarrassed by the display of maudlin emotion, “I’ll kill you.”

Only then does he look up and allow Shin to take him to get first aid.