[ well, he knows saying sorry is hard. given everything that happened, facing this head-on must be difficult for yoohyun, too -- though itaru's still definitely got it worse? regardless, he does appreciate the other coming over... it's a low bar, but he doesn't expect people to care about him at all, so.

it's something. ]

Yeah. ... why that in particular? [ that's a weird one to single out...

he watches him, lips pursed in a thoughtful line. well, he's not really one to hold grudges -- and though yoohyun's presence still does stir some sort of deep-seated panic in his core, it's not as if he can't shove said panic back down where it belongs. shit happens, when you're in isekai -- maybe not that kind of shit, but without injuries, the protagonist would never realize his true potential, right?

... anyway. ]

I know. [ that yoohyun didn't intend this. if he had, it'd be a bigger problem. ] Well, it's still all your fault, but personally, I shouldn't have wandered out like that during triple moon. Everyone's been giving me shit about it, sheesh. [ he leans back on the couch, huffing. ] It was your first, right? So losing control isn't that out of place.

[ given his hot blooded tendencies... yeah, it all falls in line. ]

Look, it... [ was terrifying. he's still a little scared. but he hates showing weakness, or vulnerability, so he puts on his Big Boy pants and straightens up. ] ... it's in the past. Just... have someone look after you next time, yeah? See if the transformation is still as bad.