3 gunshots had been heard in the distance as you'd return with groceries— finding that Jichang wasn't home, you'd rush to the source of sound.

Still alive after being shot by Charles Choi, you had decided to nurse Jichang back to health in hopes he'd survive.

Jichang would wake up, yawning as he'd weakly cough into his hand, his gaze narrowing at you when you'd hand him a tray of breakfast. He had so many questions, but he'd decided to save them for later as he smiled.

– "Thanks."