"You should apologise. Mostly you should know that if you ever do it again, I'll use that knife to make you sorry." For the hell of it, Jonathan accompanied that with a helpful gesture that could either be interpreted as stabbing or, frankly, fucking. "But I'll give it back to you today. I don't need it."

He had his own. Looking at Xinjia every now and then, he finished dressing himself. His shirt was still unbuttoned and he was barefoot, but otherwise he was clothed when he opened the door and picked up the tray with their breakfast. He set the tray down on the bed and took his glass of juice, taking a few sips. "I can drop you off somewhere if you want. If you finish breakfast in a timely fashion."