[Jingyi almost drops his ball of dough. It's forgotten as he turns to look at his friend.]

You don't?! But.. you're with Henry! If he's your fated one, isn't he supposed to be the only person you're to be with? And to have anyone see you like that or touch you.. how could you possibly do that casually? I would never want someone else other than my fated one to touch my rib-

[He abruptly cuts himself off and and looks back at the cookie sheet. His cheeks color a little as guilt lances through him. He tells himself it wasn't the same.. but.. ]