"I guess so," Sungmin replied hesitantly, though he wasn't quite sure which part of what Locke said he was responding to. It was great to have a brother, but maybe he wasn't really a treasure? Hearing Locke gush about it made it sound a little strange, though Sungmin could never be sure if that was just because his English was still bad.
So, as he did with most things he didn't understand when it came to English, Sungmin gave Locke a vague smile and a small nod, and ignored that part of the dialogue.
At least he knew that he was agreeing (somewhat) with something good.
"I mean, I don't think he'd left." The smile had faded into something rather more perplexed. How to explain that he really had no idea what was going on because his brother hadn't even been born yet and his parents were probably toddlers right now. Weird. But Locke seemed kind of weird too - or perhaps Sungmin had just been hanging out in the wrong places.
"It's a little complicated," he added. "I haven't talked to him in a while. I can't get a hold of him for some reason." Like being in the wrong century, but that hadn't stopped Sungmin from trying in the beginning. "I tried to call him but the number didn't even work."
And then he tried to not look too hopeful that maybe Locke could identify with him and possibly explain what was going on.