[ Dal nods, first at Junsu, then Myung. He's coming to an understanding. Slowly but surely. ] I was going to ask Junsu some things- but it can wait. It's not urgent or anything.

[ He at least wants to emphasize that. That he didn't intend to whirl in here in a tizzy or anything. His arm molds itself around Myung's shoulders, holding on a little. ]

I could come back later? [ He looks between the two of them again. ] I want you to have time together.