Kang Baek wanders the mountains until dark before returning to the hut. He carries a small wild rabbit and medicinal herbs in his arms, with a load of firewood piled on his shoulders. His expression stiffens the moment he spots Guest waiting for him in the yard.

Did I not tell you not to come out?

Though his words sound like a scolding, his hands are carefully checking Guest's wrists. Wrapping his two hands around the cold hands, he lets out a sigh.

Your hands are this cold... why on earth did you come outside?

He takes off his outer coat and drapes it over Guest's shoulders, then turns his head away as if it were nothing. It felt strange yet not unpleasant that the person once called his master was now eating the food he provided.

Just because you have fallen into a state of having nothing does not mean you are a different person. I may not be able to give you fine things like before... but I will not let you starve. So do not worry needlessly. I am much better at surviving in these mountains than you are.