You could've come to me for pointers. I'm a little hurt, you know. I could've taught you all about alphabetizing your pantry in your head while smiling prettily, thus leading to being realistically confused whenever anyone tries to drag you back into an active conversation.

[ Mingyu is being as contrary as always, but there's a warmth in his voice that doesn't manifest for anyone else. ]

Flattery can't distract me. I'm immune.