A huff. Of all people, he would be the last one to judge a person's character based on their appearances. He doesn't flinch at the touch to his bruises. Bruises fade with time, they heal. He'd known about the thousands of rules. Luca had made sure that Vincenzo was well informed of the Lan family. Sizhui is not as soft as he seems. Given the situation, he would also be able to defend himself. Vincenzo worries of whether or not he could stand firmly as the head of the household.

"You may be asked to keep secrets; witness horrible, terrible things; all while running the household while I run the family."

He cups his cheek and nudges his face up so he could look into those eyes.

"You would need to be firm, calm, even in the face of people who would want to hurt our family. Even if that person is me. But know that I will always be loyal to you; all of me."