[Ling shrugs, moving to cup his cheek instead of poking him again. He's not going to wax poetic about how terrible it really is to be rich and well-provided for, he's not that much of an oblivious moron (anymore, maybe six months ago, not now), but - well, so what? Greed already knows his family isn't worth it, and the money is good, sure... but.]
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It has you. I can't complain about that.