[ Dash beams at the words, nodding energetically. ] I'll definitely come by again! Now that I know this place exists, it would be a crime not to return! My stomach would never, ever forgive me if I didn't. [ From some people, this kind of over-the-top praise might sound insincere, but Dash manages to sound very genuine.

Maybe it's because he doesn't stop himself from honestly enthusing about things. There's no censorship of his reactions, really. ]

Thanks, [ he says, almost shyly, in reply to being told Sungmin likes him as well. It's a sweet sentiment, after all. ]

Work some of it out? [ Dash seems a little lost about the implications of those words. Either that or he's wondering about what that would look like in his own life. He does sit up a bit straighter, pulling his attention from his food, when Sungmin continues to elaborate. ]

Were you in danger? [ he asks, seeming almost hesitant to do so. Like he's nervous of the answer.

Or scared on Sungmin's behalf. ]