[Ryan drops the knife, and lets it clatter harmlessly to the table. His eyes are actually watering a little, and he takes a deep breath to try and make himself stop.]

...I can't.

[He stands up, feeling almost like he's being pulled up by strings, by something other than himself. There's an...almost odd seriousness to him that feels out of place. But maybe Min will be happy about that - he did want him to stop screwing around, didn't he?]

Groceries are by the door. Some of them go in the fridge. Tomo's staying here. ...And we're not performing this Saturday. So if all of this was for that, then stop it.

[It's a lot for Ryan to say that, especially when he wasn't able to perform for so long because of his own corruption. He doesn't want to cancel, and honestly he wanted to give it longer, but...he can't be around Min when he's acting like this, so he's saying it while he's still here.

The door is right there, as Min said. And even with all of this, Ryan hesitates for a moment. Even with all of this, even with how pissed off and frustrated and upset he is, he's still worried on top of it.]

...Get some sleep, Min. I'll check on you later.

[He doesn't specify when later is. He just heads for the door.]