You've said a lot that...

[He inhales, cutting off his own train of thought before it can go too far, and reaches out to clap a hand on the other man's shoulder.]

Anyway, you know what to be careful of. I don't. I've got to leave it up to you.

[His hand lingers where it is, and Yunlan closes his eyes for a moment. He's skating dangerously close to the edge himself, he knows, and it's not like he knows anything anyway. He's got some suspicions, that's all. It's probably all bullshit--

-- and even if it's not, he has to believe it's bullshit, because believing his own instincts puts him out over that edge, and from there it's free fall to Monsterville.]

I trust you, Shen Wei.

[He does, and that's the worst of it. There's only so many ways the pieces of this puzzle can go together to salvage that trust. Asking about the past, asking about anything after Shen Wei and his twin - Ye Zun? - had survived a meteor strike and been left stranded on the planet's scarred surface, suddenly feels like tossing rocks around in a minefield. Safer questions, that's what he needs.]

So. ... What's your favorite thing to do on a day off?