Seeing Wei Ying's expression of elation brought more joy to his heart more than anything that he forgotten his sadness for a little. "That depends on what this place throws at us." He said quietly. "But thank you, Wei Ying."

Basking in the warmth of his embrace, sharing it, he cups his face, to wipe his tears away with his thumb as he looks into eyes lovingly.

"How does it feel, Wei Ying? Is it good?"