"I... I mean I'd probably go for my funeral director's license. Even if... my father wasn't there to push me towards it, I like it. I like helping people. I had one aptitude test in school suggest I should be a therapist, but... I think I have too many problems to do that." Also he's never been to a therapist in his life.

Does he? Does he deserve to be safe, even if he's done bad things? He's not sure. He's fallen in with bad people, that much he knows, but... it's sort of his fault too. ... Isn't it? "How? How do I deserve to be safe when my whole family is... monstrous? I'm not on the side of the Titans, I don't want the world destroyed... but it feels like everyone I know in my family is a horrible person or some kind of monster. I..." He shakes a little, throwing his arms around Shang Qinghua's shoulders and burying his face in the other's neck. "... I have to be a monster, too. It feels like I can't escape it... I don't know what to do." His voice breaks, thick with desperation and the helpless feeling bubbling up inside of him. How can he escape that?

It has to be something that's just inevitable. It's just fate waiting to drop the other shoe and warp him into... something.