I'm sorry for that. I don't mean to make you feel that way. Can you tell me what it is you want? That's a good way to start, right?


[He'd finally eaten all he could and pushed his bowl aside, devoting all his attention to Yoon. The last thing he wanted to do was say what he wanted because he had a feeling that Yoon would just agree with anything he said, and that wouldn't help the boy feel secure and heard.]