Seok: *Smiling a bit at the brunet's response, he gently took Fuchsia's hand and led him aside to talk. But before he even uttered a word, he threaded their fingers together in a cozy hold. What do you think of us?
*Myung paused as if just now registering what the idol spirit beside him had said. Husband? Min-Soo couldn't stand being referred to as the same person.
Min-Soo: That's what I am in the other world, right? Or was.
Myung: *Turning towards the man, he slid his hands in his pockets and gave him a questioning look. How do you know you can only take two if you haven't taken anyone yet? *After a long pause. Mini...where are you taking us?
Min-Soo: Home...I promise. *Despite what he said, his eyes darted to the side. One of Min-Soo's hidden tells.
Myung: *Sternly, almost growling the words out. Why are you lying to me?
Min-Soo: I'm not, I swear. *This time his left index finger twitched.
Myung: *Sighs I might not have been married to Mini long, but I knew when he was lying.
Min-Soo: Are you sure about that? Remind me, how did he die again?
Myung: *Taken aback, he visibly tensed and clenched his fists at his sides. Wanna run that by me again?
Min-Soo: Let's just go. Take Sang and go home. It'll be okay.
Myung: You've been asking an awful lot about Sang today.
Min-Soo: And? He's your friend. Don't you live together or something?