Bassena was, in fact, could not forget about the fact that Zein had called Han Joon 'hot'.
"It's such a long time ago," Zein explained, turning around from the patio of their hotel room. He wanted to have a nice leisure time watching the fishing on the pond of their private suite's mini garden, but that had to be delayed, it seemed.
He approached the slightly sulking esper who was pretending to keenly read the alcoholic drink catalog. How funny--the man didn't even like drinking that much.
"You still think he's hot," the amber eyes narrowed.
"Well, you do too," Zein smirked, tilting Bassena's chin toward him. "You're the one who told me you don't have much confidence contending with his looks."
"Uhh...well, I mean..."
