[ It's the awkwardness of the situation that punches an uncomfortable, incredulous laugh out of him, though it sounds more like a huff of a single breath. How strangely funny that Dokja had once wished the very same for Yoo Joonghyuk. ]

I've never even kissed anyone before coming here. I don't need something like that, besides I always had...

[ —Ah, he catches himself there, eyes going wide as he quickly looks away, though the embarrassment at nearly slipping lingers on in their connection. Dokja clears his throat as he shifts his attention to the material of his seat, fingers picking at something that isn't there. ]

Anyway, it's good that we cleared up this misunderstanding.