[Back in his office, the events of the last few hours feel almost dreamlike. Yuan surveys his left-off paperwork, reviews how angry he is at Kratos still, and shakes his head. The rickshaw ride did little to help it, save perhaps set some emotions into clearer view; he's both angered and stung, which he hates.]

[He isn't acting on it. He is not. And he's definitely not having any discussion with Kratos on this topic that might get loud here in headquarters, where there's any chance of it overheard.]

[Yuan looks at the desk, not at Kratos.]

I need for you to be somewhere else right now. Don't do anything stupid, and come back when we would typically return home.