[ The punny comment works, and Dash laughs brightly. ] Thanks, Sungmin. You're good at cheering me up! [ It could be said that Dash is good at letting himself be cheered, but more than that, he's not entirely accustomed to someone taking the time.

Usually he beats them to the punch and talks himself out of feeling sad, because that's what being a super-optimist is about. Right? ]

Magic touch? [ he asks, nervous laughter in the words. ] I never would've guessed.

To me... it's like, hm. [ He runs his fingertips over Sungmin's knuckles, then nudges at his hand a little so he can do the same to his palm. ] It's hard to explain. It's warm. But it's also not at the same time.

That doesn't make much sense, does it?