[The brooch is still on Soo-won's chest and it remains there as he takes in Yona's question, gaze flicking to her and then to the booth, and then past it all. Marveling over this situation, at the untold impossibility of it all, and at the same time adjusting to it, because surprise encounters with Yona seem to happen quite frequently. Perhaps it's due to all that experience that his voice remains steady, ever the same.

Even if there's nothing quite the same about this, being here with Yona now.]

A few hours. Just long enough to hear their explanations, and then I was sent here. [everyone is dead, sucks to be you, how the turn tables] They were quite adamant about newcomers receiving the appropriate training.

[so that's why he's at this convention ig. His gaze slides off further, turning expectant, waiting for the one other person he can't imagine staying away from Yona. It doesn't even occur to him that Hak might be space dust along with the rest of the empire. When it came to Yona, Hak would never abandon her.]