[ Unaware for the most part of the effect he's having, Dash goes about getting ready without further pause, humming under his breath as he pads over to the bed, knees knocking into the mattress a bit. ] Are you comfortable? [ His brow furrows. ]

There's no way anything I own would fit you, I think. Maybe one of my shirts... I could give you that if you wanted. Maybe... [ His thoughts are clearly meandering. ] Oh! Shorts?

I have some long ones. [ Without waiting for a reply, he does an about face to the closet again, digging around for a bit in the shelves. When he emerges, he has a red pair of shorts with a drawstring hanging off them in one hand and a t-shirt in the other.

When he lays them out on the bed, it becomes clear the shirt doesn't match the shorts. That's because the shorts are red and the shirt is emblazoned with a pink, yellow, and blue cartoon panda and the words, 'I'm pan, duh!' on it. ]

I think they'll fit... [ He's murmuring a little, following this statement by plopping on the bed next to his meticulously selected articles of clothing. ] I want you to be comfortable.

[ This said, he glances over at Sungmin. One might almost think his gaze was a bit shy. ]