"I'm hanging up. I love you." He says it even though he's going to see Jiang in a few minutes. Just in case.

Proko ends the call and goes upstairs to put his phone down on his nightstand, then he heads back downstairs, muttering to himself a little because he's stupidly aflutter. Kav would be making fun of him; he'd deserve it.

But he hears the doorknob turn and by the time Jiang gets it open, Proko pretty much jumps him, gushing all the mushy shit he's embarrassed to say in English in rapid Ukrainian.