"For things where we have planned to be apart or if you are too busy for something more, something small like a flower, or even just a little sketch of a flower along with the message. Candies, little trinkets that you saw in the market that made you think of me, specifically."

Finishing his drink, Huaisang rises and beckons to him, lifting his hand to take Jiang Cheng's arm. "I'd like to attend both the theater and the boats with you. If I get all three meals with you tomorrow, then I don't mind quietly amusing myself while you're busy. I think I'll head home before the night hunts, however. I'll only get in your way."

While he thinks fondly on times spent with his friends in such situations, he also remembers how often he had to be rescued or protected, and while he was in night hunt situations he was always terrified. He'll stay safely inside, thanks. "Walk me to my room."