"It's okay, I actually read all the email I get off the website." What a nerdy admission - but it's true. He doesn't actually get all that much that he can't go through it time to time. "Title it 'Sunny from Baedal', I don't think I'd ever mistake it for junk mail."

And with that, he drops his hand. Promise made, and you can't break pinkie ones. It's serious.

"I have to get back down and help." Sunny, who's been by before, will know he's more than welcome to stick around even while Jae's busy - and if not, the wards will let him leave as he wishes (it's coming inside that needs permission). "...Thank you. For the waffles." And coming by. And listening to him ramble like he's in a confessional. And promising to go to Busan with him.

Jae doesn't totally believe that this siege will let up, or that they'll live too long. He believes even less that they'll ever go back home. Having some little glimmer of silly, playful hope shouldn't spark anything in him.

He's glad it does anyway.