"Are you okay?" Dan-Han asked as he ran his hand over Eun-sun's face. She rubbed her cheek against his palm and nodded.
"I'm fine."
"You don't look fine." Dan-Han told her, using his fingers to brush some locks of her hair behind her ear.
"I'm fine," Eun-sun insisted, but wearily sighed afterwards. "I'm just worried for Mi-Cha, and my...and him." She said looking towards the direction of the room. She had excused herself when Dan-Han's father returned. She knew he didn't like and she wouldn't pretend and act like she wasn't bothered about it, so she had excused herself.
Dan-Han awkwardly stared at her. "You should learn to call him dad." He said making Eun-sun to look him in the eyes.
She resignedly sighed. "It...it feels strange. It's going to take a while."
"It'll only take a while if you let it. Get it out and you'd find how easy it is. It shouldn't be that strange."
