She nodded vigorously. "Yes! He was...what's called an idol over there until he retired from his group and became an actor. He does dramas, mostly," she shrugged. "We spend a LOT of holidays there because of it."

Ohh. He had said no! She did remember his dilemma from last term. "So...is your brother going to take it, then?" she asked as she nibbled from her pizza, reliiiiiishing the the taste. Honestly, he had done well. Truly! She'd be telling Noah ALLLLLL about it later. "I mean, it's not like your parents will leave you with nothing...you'll still be set for life with whatever you do, right?" Like, even if he chose a "mediocre" job, he STILL had his parents' money. In her eyes, there was really no loss....

She snorted and shrugged. "It doesn't hAVE to be hot...plus, have you never eaten cold pizza before? It's the best!" she took another small bite before setting the piece down, RECOVERING FROM HER CHOKING SPELL.

WHICH SHE WAS FINE.

SHE REALLY WAS FINE.

OKAY.

"I'm okay...I'm...okay okay..." Yes. Right. MOVING ON.

She glanced down at her hands and shook her head. "No...no. My hands are fine." She slooooowly peeled her gloves from her hands, showing him her skin. "Are you asking because you're wondering why I wear gloves so much?" she tilted her head to the side, meeting his gaze as she questioned him.