He only catches a glimpse of the change in Jun's expression. It's enough to clue him in that something's going on in his friend's life. Maybe Jun will tell him. Or maybe he'd rather not talk about it. Dal won't push.

He shakes his head to brush off Jun's apology as he waves for Jun to follow him around the back of the building to get them inside and out of the snow. It might not be much warmer inside, but it's out of the elements, at least. "Don't worry about it," he assures as he leads Jun up to his apartment. He's a little surprised when the the light flickers on.

"I have an extra blanket if you're cold," he offers. Though Dal's cold, he sheds his outer jacket, keeping his hoodie on. He doesn't want the snow or its dampness on the bed. It needs to stay dry. Dal cross the small room quickly to pull the kerosene heater closer to the bed. They'll probably need that, even if the power doesn't fail.