"No. He doesn't. He stays away from politics and he is scared. He's scared of me." Minjun hated that, just as much as it intrigued him. The strength of reaction. Seeing his image reflected in the man's drawings. That depth of feeling, even if it wasn't all positive. "I always-- You know, I wanted to meet him and it would fall into place. It kind of does, but there's barbed wire all around it or something."

What an allegory. Minjun rolled his eyes at himself. "I should stay away from him."