[ In the silence that follows his flippant admittance of what he desired, Yuri finishes unloading the rest of his box. There's no such thing as excess food in his opinion, but as the rack fills up with even more carrots, he's thinking he'll need to get creative with the recipes. ]

I'm sure you have your reasons, just like I have mine. If we were saints, we wouldn't be here.

[ Xingqiu's response makes him curious as to what the other signed for in his contract, but he won't press for an answer. Yuri has his own share of personal information he'd prefer to keep to himself. What he desires out of his contract just isn't one of them. He's never pretended to be a better person than he is. ]

Do you think there's deeper meaning to it?