"Hollow," he answered honestly. Not empty, just... cavernous. Like everything inside him had been scooped out and placed elsewhere. "But you help," he added quickly. Yes, Jiang Cheng's presence was something warm, a spark that added to his hope and brought even a tiny bit of comfort. He wouldn't deny that.

"I think... Vegas is cooking if you get hungry. Pete's been bringing food to me. I can ask him for some for you, too."