[ Kim leans away to take the picture in properly, adjusting his glasses as he does so. Karate. It's not a familiar word, but it's clearly some sort of studio, possibly Seolite in nature -- something ceremonial, perhaps? A temple? But more important is the people in it. He looks up at Daniel, feeling an additional pang of sympathy; Kim detests being brought here away from his work, but others have left something far, far more important behind. He's left behind no family, and few friends, only those he manages to see once every handful of months. Others aren't so lucky. Or unlucky, as some may see it. ]
No matter what, it gives you something sentimental, [ he muses. ] Not a bad gift, all things considered. Is that your son?
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[ Kim leans away to take the picture in properly, adjusting his glasses as he does so. Karate. It's not a familiar word, but it's clearly some sort of studio, possibly Seolite in nature -- something ceremonial, perhaps? A temple? But more important is the people in it. He looks up at Daniel, feeling an additional pang of sympathy; Kim detests being brought here away from his work, but others have left something far, far more important behind. He's left behind no family, and few friends, only those he manages to see once every handful of months. Others aren't so lucky. Or unlucky, as some may see it. ]
No matter what, it gives you something sentimental, [ he muses. ] Not a bad gift, all things considered. Is that your son?