[The moment he feels her fingers at his hair, he straightens up and darts a hand up to cover the burning bottom half of his face, frowning behind it. He wasn't expecting her to be so forward, especially when all she does is huff and puff at him doing the same and all Hak can do is stare at her for a silent beat in disbelief... and then he sighs. Really loudly.

Why must he explain everything?]

I want to be useful. It's boring roaming the temple and following you around all day. [If Yona had a nickel for every time his tone shifts during that one breath...] If there's anything you want of me, I expect you'll say so.