Tomonori would like to give Shanghai time to cool off. Jiang Cheng, in particular, seemed to want Tomonori to stop- doing something. He still doesn't know what he did. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe it was something horrific that broke every taboo known in China. That's the problem with invisible lines; you don't notice until it's much too late to walk back. There is somebody he recognizes who hasn't anything incredibly complicated of him today. Tomonori jogs up next to him as he peals off from the line.
"Hey. Can I sit with you?"
