[ Nothing wrong with giving those muscles a workout! It looks like Dash does so pretty often, given the frequency with which he's smiled since appearing at Sungmin's door. He actually gives a little laugh at the introduction, seeming delighted. ]

Well, it's really nice to meet you, Sungmin! Sungmin, Sungmin, Sungmin, [ he says in an increasingly singsong tone. ] Is that what you meant? [ His grin's not even a little bit cheeky, but rather totally sincere.

He frees one hand and puts it to his chest. ] I'm Dash. It's a nickname, but literally no one calls me by my real one. [ That might change in the future, but for now? He's hanging onto the nickname. ]

So, you're not often impressed? I can understand that. It seems like really putting your heart into something is becoming a rarity for some. [ Whether he means doing it or the impression of doing it, he doesn't say. ]

Oh, [ he gently interjects. ] And I think your outfit is nice, but you're nicer! How's that?