Of course he'll be there for her. As best he can. As much as she'll allow. She's not completely alone, though he suspects she feels like she is sometimes. Part of her is missing, and none of those here can fill that void.

Zishu doesn't care that he's transparent to those who know him. "Aah, fine, fine," he plays it up anyway. "Let's get these sold first, and then we'll look around."