"Why should I care about any of that back home? We're here now. Don't be boring and prudish. I want to have fun."

There's nothing in Jin Ling's eyes but restless boredom. None of his usual pride or empathy remains.

"Fine. How boring."

He climbs off of Sizhui again and heads toward his bedroom without a word. Might as well take a shower and take care of himself, if Sizhui isn't going to entertain him.