"You are," Luo Binghe insists. He is pathetically grateful to her, perhaps his first friend; certainly the first friend he did not later marry. "You've always helped. But I feel..." He bites the inside of his lip. "I can't do anything about how I have treated Claudius in the past. I haven't touched him for more than six months." The day he was in Aleksander's body doesn't count—Claudius kissed him. "I have ignored him entirely when the mansion did not force us to interact. If my close companions may leave me at any time due to something I cannot change, what am I meant to do?"