[ Seeing flickering, brief apparitions of Joo-doh and the generals is one thing, something that could be chalked up to malfunctioning lights or fatigue (though Soo-won has never been particularly prone to self-deception, and if his eyes transmit the signal of having seen these... ghosts, for a lack of better word, then he believes it), but looking down at yourself and realizing your body looks somewhat transparent?
Well. This is... new.
Without pausing to look who it is that's passing by or standing near enough for his voice to carry (in normal circumstances, at least), he waves at them and... smiles. ]
Excuse me? Could you tell me if you can see me? [ Yes. Yes, that sure is what he just asked. ]
7;
[ What a lovely day! Now, there is no doubt that being stuck in a prison is bad, nor that his daily walks around the different sectors have more meaning than simply stretching his legs... but if there is one thing Soo-won excels at, it is appearing less threatening than he actually is.
And if one is to look at him now, with a flower growing on top of his head, a lovely bright hyacinth in full bloom... he's quite possibly the least threatening sight anyone has ever seen. ]