It'll be a fun exercise in making sure that guy doesn't see us. Though I'm sure he's passed out drunk somewhere, at this point.

[ He smiles at her acceptance, though, and wonders if he might be imagining things when he thinks he sees a flicker of wistfulness. Or possibly something else.

He offers her his hand, and true to his word, guides them to a more isolated part of the balcony. They can still hear the music, albeit more faintly, but it isn't as busy. No danger of running into the guy, and Jae-ha could use the fresh air, anyway. ]