— I am, actually, I saw Gregory. He talked to me. He is… — Salin only then realized he was holding his breath.
— Worse than he looks — Jun-ho completed.
— I think he will try to talk to me again.
— Don't touch him and don't let him touch you, don't eat or drink anything he or anyone nearby offers.
— Okay.
Jun-ho pulled Salin closer, lifting his chin.
— But is that all?
The blonde looked away.
— Yes, that's all. — He answered, adjusting his long hair.
He didn't want to shift the focus from the mission to his personal issues.
— Don't worry. I won't let him get close to you again.
— Let him. Wouldn't it be easier to clone his personal phone that way?
Jun-ho clenched his jaw. His touch on Salin's waist was a little stronger than necessary.
— We can think of another option. I don't want you risking your body because of that worm.
— I'll be fine. — Salin said, subtly pushing Jun-ho's hands away from his waist, almost unconsciously.
