Mhm.

( He probably does, is the thing. Zhou Zishu is by far the more serious of them, has been since the very first time they met in this new life of theirs. Gods, even as a child he had a solemnity that suited a man ten times his young age. He squints back up at him, trying to match the memory to the now, huffs out a laugh when that proves too much for his drunkenness. )

You'll get wrinkles. Not that it would matter to me, I'm sure you'll be just as handsome white haired and craggy.