The way Seojin-a had startled and cleared his throat had Ahn-Bo grinning gleefully. It was a good thing his back was to his friend at that moment. The last thing they needed was the vampire reading into it incorrectly and getting offended in whatever inventive way he could. The con of being clever. The pros far outweighed it—including his attention to details that Ahn-Bo had been oblivious to (like the tree.)

Sure enough, the clearing and jeongja had come into view. He let out an impressed sound as he raised his brows; grass beneath his boots softly crunching as he approached the structure. "A perfect time for gansik." he chirped as they ascended the few wooden stairs to the pavilion. (Because of course he wanted food. When was he ever not thinking about it?)

It was small compared to the jeongja's he'd seen back home, but it felt cozy enough. Ahn-Bo settled himself in the middle with crisscrossed legs. After a moment of digging around within his sleeves, he withdrew a small pouch packed full of dried persimmon and jujubes. He selected a handful of jujubes and expectantly offered them to Seojin-a, "Here." Ahn-Bo could take them or leave them, but he knew the vampire enjoyed them—which is why they'd been stuffed into the pouch.