"Your shoes are falling apart." Jonathan pulled a face. He wondered just what Xinjia actually had on his agenda for the day. Somehow he imagined it wasn't actually a lot. He finished putting on his own shoes and then, waiting by the room door, he got his wallet out. He counted a few notes and then held them out for Xinjia. "Here. Buy new shoes with that. And make sure you eat well."

Someone had to look after him. Without another word, he headed out of the room and down the hallway to the elevator, pressing the button.