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Absolutely not.

[ His tone turns defensive on a dime. He's not even willing to entertain why Choi would make such an expression, mostly because Saheon thinks Adolphe is really really annoying. Why would he ask that freak for help? Why does Choi think he should ask that freak for help? The two of them are on equal terms, if he starts asking for favors it's going to be like he needs or likes Adolphe or they're friends and...

...He drags the pot slightly closer with a loud scraping sound. ]

So you think I can't do it? [ Impossible bastard. ] I'm from Asan-si, Agent. My family had an orchard.

[ saheon denies the suggestion vehemently right out the gates, and to be honest? choi doesn't mind at all. he can feel something—not relief, but maybe more akin to satisfaction? that grin of his flashes sharp teeth for a moment, but the worry dissipates quickly in its wake, replaced by a full-blown laugh. he wasn't expecting that! ]

Uhaha!! No, no, not what I'm saying at all. How was I supposed to know?

[ it's not like they spend a lot of time talking about where they come from between the two of them. ]

Just let me know what kind of supplies you might need. I'll keep an eye out~

[ consider that him taking responsibility. ]

You weren't. Why would I tell you crap like that?

[ Saheon is sure he doesn't care where Choi is from. As far as he's concerned, this thing spawned from whatever hole in the ground the government makes their dogs and it sprung out fully formed and ready to rush off into sewers or ghost stories etc. ]

Never been? Guess you wouldn't have the free time for hot springs trips... Unless you had work out there.

[ He squints at Choi for a moment, looking him up and down. He might have seen this bastard before, after all? Saheon would just never know it if he was one of the agents always lurking around.

Whatever. Saheon turns back to look at the tree with a shake of his head. He could just have easily run into Choi wandering around the area another day. Maybe he really did come on vacation. Onyang-dong and it's springs are the singular redeeming quality of the Asan area. ]

[ agent choi is far from oblivious to that suspicious gaze of saheon's looking him over. still, he maintains an air of more casual interest, chattering on. ]

Asan-si, you said? Nah, never got the chance.

[ you know how it is with their line of work—really, there are more than enough supernatural disasters in seoul alone that he doesn't need to travel far to find something to do. that, and he doesn't really see the advantage to laying this card out on the table yet, but saheon's insistence on hot spring trips does bring something to mind. ]

I kept telling my hoobaes we should go to the hot springs together, I'd foot the bill, but we never ended up getting around to it...

[ it's too bad. really. ]

[ No reaction? Maybe Saheon was just being suspicious for nothing. ]

Because they probably know you can't foot the bill.

[ Or be counted on to show up, if a call comes out. Saheon can imagine it now 'OOPS! SORRY! u guyz ENJOY W/O ME :^D " or some other flavor irritating text.

He waves a hand with another extended, theatrical sigh. ]

Asan isn't even that fun, so your hoobaes missed nothing. I'd rather take a trip down to a tropical island.

What's with that—are you calling me unreliable, brat!?

[ he says that, but the way he says it is more playful than genuinely challenging. ah—yeah, this is great. this is great. ]

Hey, maybe you can show us around when we finally get the chance to go~ Ah, but for now, we shouldn't leave this in the hall here, right? Won't get any sunlight.

[ he's already coming back up to the strange little apple tree, moving to grab either side of it. ]

I'll carry it, just show me where to put it.

You're only reliable at the worst times. You didn't even have the decency die in the sewers...

[ Saheon didn't get Choi life savings or his lighter...

But his tone is also light. A constant barrage of insults is just how Saheon blows off steam. If he had friends...he'd probably enjoy teasing them like Choi does his juniors.

Choi saves Saheon the awesome opportunity to get another jab in about his broken arm by deftly offering to carry first. With a sigh, the younger man trudges past him towards the main gallery of their shared loft.]

Should go over here. You want the most direct sunlight we can get.

[ choi will follow along helpfully as saheon leads the way, potted tree in hand. what kind of manners does saheon think he has to think he'd let him make it all the way to his complaints before offring? there is nothing that choi takes if not the initiative, you know. ]

Aw, don't you think I'm a good guy to have around? I don't have much in savings.

[ civil servant paycheque, you know how it is. scaled for hazard, but nowhere near the degree to which daydream work is.

he sets the pot down where indicated, dusting off his hands and setting them on his hips to take a look. ]

—And you'd have to fight Bronze-ie to get ahold of them anyway, haha!

[ delusional if he thinks that stickler for the rules is going to accept a note from inside a disaster area as a will. coming from a daydream employee no less. ]

But I'll tell you what. When we get out of here, I'll treat you to a meal for your good behaviour. I know a great tripe hot pot place~

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