"I think we have conclusively established that he does not."

("A-anyway, I'm bad at this, so—yeah, I think it'd help.")

("... But you are absolutely autistic though. I am too! Probably!")

"I have to say thinking he's not displays sort of astonishing amounts of unselfawareness."

"Go away we're having feelings~!" calls Hye-jin, at a volume loud enough to be easily heard.

"Sure thing," he laughs.

"So, you were saying?"

"Right. The thing about sources of randomness is that—Kang Jaeha can fake them, right? Anything that's external, you can't trust that it was random if Kang Jaeha could've simulated it and you were none the wiser. But he can't affect memories, and he can't coerce decisions, so it would probably work better to make decisions in advance? And maybe combine randomness with those."

"Combine them how?"

"Say they decide, rather than Quasar, which dungeons they're doing, and then the time to do them is random, or vice versa, they're the ones to pick times and the dungeons are randomly assigned then."

"Oh, I like that, that's got potential."

"Yeah, I guess this is a weird situation where pure randomness can decrease security."

"They could teleport away from wherever they are at semi-random times? They'd decide on a list of times that they could teleport at in the morning, then get a random notification during the day at one or more of those times, so that they know that if they get a notification and it's not one of those times they're being tampered with. That gives them more opportunity to do things other than dungeons in public."

On the list! "Though going in public at all like that is still a pretty big hit to location security so we'll need to come up with some good control security measures later."

"Siloing elsewhere, not in Korea."

"They wouldn't like having to move again."

"This is the ideas phase, we can figure out which of them to implement later."

"The only way to increase location security after being found is to leave, right? Between random locations and their secret silos I'm not sure there are any better ideas."

"Let's think about it some more, we can take a break and go over control security after it's been a while since the last idea."

Once again, five minutes, by the clock.

By the end of which they haven't come up with any more ideas.

Juheon gets up, stretches, cracks a somewhat absurd number of joints, then turns to look at the living room (where Tae-gun is treating Hye-jin like a princess, as is right and proper of a good boyfriend) and asks, "Tae-gun, may I use your bathroom?"

He's broken out of his distraction and—fights the blush creeping up his neck with all his might. This is his house, he is pampering his partner, in his living room, he has no reason to feel embarrassed. "Yeah, down that hallway."

"Thank you. Oh, and by the way, good job."

Okay now he's blushing.

Hye-jin is, too, but she leans forward and gives him an affectionate kiss.

"Thank you, dear."

When will he be allowed to call her his girlfriend Lee Tae-gun please shut the fuck up.