It would probably sadden Kija to know that that memory - many of them, really, of his childhood - are likely to stick with him for the rest of his life. Maybe they would grow thin as more time passed, but won't completely vanish. And Jae-Ha was okay with that. His past was what made him, him.
"Hm?" He regarded the comment, glancing over to Kija. Even though he didn't exactly need to spend time thinking about the answer. On the opposite side, Kija was completely valid in asking him— or even beyond that. What has changed?
"I just didn't care to." ( Too much effort ) he might even add.
. . .Something really was off today.
He lifted his leg up. He still didn't especially like its appearance, but that opinion wasn't as front and center as it typically was.
"Yeah, I know." Confidence at its greatest. He smirked before lowering it again and then turning to his side as well. "I never have claimed that I hate what it allows me to do, you realize."