[ He doesn't notice it at first, more focused on taking care of the tea first before he looks up. Eun has been here long enough that she knows that Jae tends to be very deliberate about what he says, so while this seems to have come from out of nowhere, he's being sincere about it.

And he's watching her once he's got his tea in hand, frowning a little. Perhaps it wasn't the best thing to say, but still... ]

No, of course not. I'm under no illusion of who you are, so to speak. What you're capable of. [ He steps around the kitchen island, setting his mug down as he gently puts a hand up to cup her face. ]

I'm not saying you were fawning over me. Or whoever you've molded in your illusions. But I'm offering because I'm genuinely interested.

Even in this form, you're stunning, Eun. [ Fuck it.

He leans in, pressing a kiss against her lips, hoping to communicate his intent loud and clear. ]