[ Dash doesn't hide much. Actually, he hides very little. He's just not all that good at being secretive. It doesn't come naturally to him, and when he tries to engage in subterfuge, it's usually noticeable and awkward. So, it's just better to be honest.

Honesty right now means reaching for Sungmin's hand with his own. He covers the other's larger hand with his, the difference between the two perhaps seeming especially profound with Dash's hand atop Sungmin's. ]

I'm sorry, Sungmin. [ His brow furrows sadly. ] That's... it's nowhere near enough just to say that, but I am sorry. You don't have to say more. If you want to talk, I'll listen, but you don't owe me any answers. [ They've just met, after all. Even if they'd known one another for decades though, that still wouldn't mean Sungmin owed Dash a thing. ]

I do have... some questions. But I don't know if it's fair for me to ask. [ That's Dash for you. Honest to a fault, again. ] Maybe if we spent more time together? [ His nose wrinkles a bit. ] That came out more flirty than I meant! I just- I want to get to know you better. That's what I meant.