[He nods and swipes at his eyes with the back of his hand, more perfunctory than because he actually cares about the mess he is in front of Zewu-jun. Maybe he should care, but it really doesn't matter to him.]

Good. She's always been...she was always strong. Everyone underestimated her but she was so strong. [His voice almost breaks on the last word and he closes his eyes, focusing on his breathing until he can be sure he has control of himself. When he speaks again, his voice doesn't crack.]

Thank you. For...[Checking in with her. Being there for her when he couldn't be. Zewu-jun would have been a much better brother to her, he's sure.]

Just. Thank you. [Someone had told him recently that he should always gives his thanks when he can. No one ever knows when they might not get another chance.]