Oh.

"Yeah. It is. Ji-woo-sunbae is good people."

Appreciate it!

My schedule's free for today, what time would work best for you?

Also check with Eun-ji about what story you want her to go with.

She was floating ideas about you cauterizing your wounds to get yourself out

Which almost seems badass enough for you ;)

Can do! Thanks

"—oh by the way Si-yeon said that they wanted to move our meeting from Friday to tonight, if we can. Would that be okay?"

"Oh! Uh," what is she going to do, say, 'no, don't have the tactics talk about the psycho as soon as possible'? As if, "yes. If it's after 6, anyway? I have now inconveniently scheduled myself."

"Yeah, that's probably fine. And Woo-young is going to be there, too." Reading between the lines, it seems like Woo-young is getting some higher-efficiency guiding done with Hana? Tae-gun didn't want to pry much but he's happy for Woo-young.

Hye-jin doesn't have that much of a feel for how Woo-young is doing on that front, and has missed both the lines and the words between them!

She just nods. "Okay. Sounds good. ... They all know about the, um, bodycam footage, right? ... I don't... really want to review it or even talk about it but they should know, have, and be able to do stuff with it." Just far away from her, thanks. She might want to try and see which pieces of her own brain are missing at some point, but. .... Not right now. Not the day after.

"I don't know if they all do but I sent it to Si-yeon so, probably? I can ask them not to talk about it though."

"I. Yeah. Please. But do make sure they know about and have access to it for - evidence purposes, I obviously want the - person - caught, just."

Her voice is coming out a little strange. And she stops at that 'just' again, not sure how to go from there.

Just it's a lot to ask, yeah. He hugs her. "Put it out of your mind. We'll deal with it, you don't need to worry."

Oh good. Hugs are good. She takes a deep breath and tries to do as he suggests.

"... I only got out because I left a beacon by the entrance," she says softly, for reasons she's not even sure of. "In the - bag of clothes and drinks and hot packs."

...he thinks he doesn't want to know how close a call it was, actually, but...

"That was very smart."

"I hadn't even - I thought I was maybe saving myself some time getting out, having one at all, you know. Avoid having to do backtracking and just find the most efficient path out. A convenience, not a life saver. ... I don't even remember most of that day, I think? Just. Waking up on the ground. I did more than just the one dungeon, right?"

"Yeah. That was your second one. ...it's why I asked you if you remembered me, at the hospital." He doesn't know what he'd have done, if she hadn't. Cried, probably.

"Yeah I - yeah. It seemed like such a silly question at the time, but. It really wasn't, was it." She shivers a little in his arms. "I'm probably missing other things, but I don't - trying to figure out which pieces I'm missing is kind of scary, actually? Um. ... I do seem like myself, right...?"

He laughs a bit and squeezes her tighter. "Yes. I almost cried at the hospital yesterday when you started talking because you were so, so yourself and I was terrified you wouldn't be and it was such a relief—"

"Oh." Nestle nestle. "Oh, good. Okay. ... It would be stupid to say sorry for scaring you, but, you know, um. Sorry for scaring you?"

He kisses the top of her head. "I'm glad you're okay now. ...as okay as possible, under the circumstances." Here. Alive. Herself.

"Yeah."

She'll get back to figuring out room color schemes in a little while; for now, she's just going to get some snuggles.

When Hye-jin returns from her checkup with Ji-woo, she has a tupperware box of bukkumi (with adorable little edible flowers in them!!!! she's so charmed!!!!), a card, and eyes that are only a little bit misty.

".... Tadaima," calls Hye-jin, a little shyly, upon her arrival, as she moves to take off her shoes.

"Okaeri," he calls back from where he'd been lying on the living room sofa before he hops to his feet to walk over to her. "...everything alright?" he asks, still in Japanese.

"Yes. Um. I just. Got a card. And also sweets. Do you like bukkumi? I don't think I'm going to be able to eat all of these on my own..."

Behold: tupperware. There are so many little edible-flower topped dumplings in there, they're honestly a little bit squished. It makes her love it no less intensely.

"Oh. Yeah, they look tasty. ...uh, a card?"