"They really are…" Min-jae trailed off, shaking his head slightly.
Meical gave a small, almost imperceptible shrug. "They've always been like that.." he said quietly, "and they always will be."
Min-jae exhaled again, this time a little more relaxed. "How did you manage to even..."
How did Meical stand his motherfuckers?!
"Years of practice.." Meical replied with a faint smile, not looking at him but ahead. "Ignore them, or let them be irrelevant. That's the only way to survive people like that."
Min-jae let that sink in.
He might never be able to truly ignore them but at least he could protect Meical. That thought steadied him more than anything else.
Min-jae stayed quiet for a moment, letting the last remnants of annoyance drain out of his chest. The corridor ahead was thankfully empty.
Meical glanced at him, then asked gently,
"What would you like to eat? What are you feeling today?"
