It makes sense to me. [Huaisang shrugs, looking helpless.] In that same sort of... I know how you feel about it not making any sense. I had a different house, a different husband, but it was all crafted as though it had always been that way, and now it's crafted as though it's always been this way. It'll probably all be different again in another month.

[He scrapes his teeth worriedly over his lower lip.] Maybe we should talk more inside.