Magnus, meanwhile, isn't letting go of Luo Binghe. This is a massively unknown quantity, and Magnus, too, hates touching most people, but, misplaced or not, for better or for worse, he trusts himself to contain whatever Luo Binghe's grief-stricken reaction might be. He's squeezing and practicing steady breathing, for both their sakes.

As he holds Luo Binghe, he's doing some fast mental arithmetic. Galahad, regardless of what he's said out loud, was upset no one got him when Magnus got hurt. But Magnus didn't die. He was fine. And Magnus is pretty sure Galahad and Luo Binghe don't get along. Plus, given the time of day, Galahad is off having his special solo Hanguang-jun training time.

"I'll find him later," he tells SecUnit, quietly. He feels hollow inside. "Thank you."