...it's strange, now that you mention it. [ Mingyu's voice quiets, briefly forgetting where they are, how they're speaking. ]

My own survival used to be all I tended. Then I met you, and my world expanded. I cared about everything, all of it. How could I not love what you love, which is everything...?

Then I lost you, and I cared for nothing. There is no value in a world where you are not.

How strange to be back here again, looking after myself first and foremost.

[ ...well, not quite first and foremost but close enough that he's going to take credit. ]