"If I help you," Changkyun begins cautiously. "You'll explain all this to me? Help me figure out what to do and where to go?" Hoseok nods as much as he can. "You have my word. I'll help you as much as I can for as long as I can." Changkyun stares at Hoseok for a moment, eyes locked on one another. It feels like another century passes before Changkyun looks away, mutters a quiet "Fuck it." and wraps tattooed hands around the chain linked to Hoseok's right arm. "If you go back on your word," Changkyun spits, obsidian glare returned to Hoseok's eyes. "I'll find out a way to kill you again. I'll give you an ending that's not as kind as death." Hoseok swallows. There's a heavy truth in Changkyun's threat, so he nods to say "Understood."