♔‘ · ‣ ❝ 장한서 ❞ → PERFECTLY GROOMED EYEBROWS RAISE IN surprise at the curtness, having at least expected him to compliment his skills at least a little not absolutely tear them apart and toss them into the garbage bin so callously! It took one-hundred percent of his restraint to avoid whining, though he felt his shoulders sag instantly, dejection present in his demeanor ; a man of Vincenzo's standing did warrant his respect and admiration (nobody in his life had ever stood up to his brother's actions the way he had ; refreshing, inspiring, a chance to finally remove his shackles and finally grasp at the taste of freedom.
Lips pursed then turned to frowning, ❝ You could have said it nicer, ❞ he'd begrudgingly spit out, eyes momentarily widening to shoot one glance toward him then back toward dish, chopsticks reaching out to carefully grab a small heap. Old habits would die hard with Jang Han-seo, no matter his company (whether by the hand of his brother or his favorite person alive, Ms. Choi, he would find no comfort in mumbling out his complaints and he'd find nothing of it here -- a firm smack or a threat of such would always find its way to him). ❝ I can act ; I've acted like I was dumber than I was my entire life. You might not believe it, but how do you think I've managed to stay alive? If my brother knew I was here or within this building right now? he'd have me buried underneath it! ❞ Is it really worth bragging about? Well, in an agreement with your own family's enemy, of course! If you can't showcase any use, what use are you?
❝ I'm not acting here -- ❞ finally does he take a bite, mouth twisting at the milder flavor that speckled his tongue ; it wasn't his usually burning to the point of dying profile, but he supposed that maybe they couldn't afford the best spices here...? This time he keeps his mouth away from spitting out his thoughts, finishing up his previous statement instead, despite his mouth being full: ❝ -- but you are right. I'm living a double life, so I'm always a secret agent man. ❞