Mm? You remember?

[Though the question is more to fill the space. Jae-ha hums lightly even as he shakes his drink together, then pouring it into a tall glass for himself. He lets his fingers drum against the counter for a moment, a melodic little note escaping his throat.]

I merely subscribe to my own standard of what's beautiful, and I can't let ugliness stand.

I still don't think I could stand in an official setting the same as you.... It sounds quite stuffy in there. The taste of the rebellious life didn't convince you to try it for longer?