[It would've been too easy to just shove pills at Yi Sang and kick him out, huh. Daan lets out a slow sigh, then he nods.]

I'd like to know why, but you also don't have any obligation to tell me.

[For a moment, Daan is quiet and contemplative as he starts to apply fresh bandages to Yi Sang's hand. Because no matter how irritated Daan might be, he isn't completely lacking empathy to the man.

Chronically, Daan simply cannot help himself.]

We can try other things. If you don't want pills, I have liquids. If oral ingestion is out of the question, then we can try a stronger topical to make sure your infection doesn't get worse.

What is acceptable for you?