Remi nodded, "Yeah, I had already learned almost all the vocabulary from Orchestra, so it hasn't been difficult."

He snorted a laugh and looked over Daeyu. "I guess. Don't people normally name dogs after food or something?" He asked, though he was just teasing Gohyuk. He stood up and looked at his clothes. He hadn't thought that much fur had transferred over to him, but his clothes said otherwise. "Uh, juice is fine." He said, heading off to the bathroom. He found the lint roller and used it on his clothes, then washed his hands. It was still kind of weird to be spending time with a dog, but it was working, which meant he and Gohyuk would have a place they could be in private. The feeling of today was still a little weird, but he could get used to it.

He came back out of the bathroom and sat at the table to stop himself from petting Daeyu more. The dog's fur was really cozy.

Remi shrugged, "I haven't been around many animals in general." He told Gohyuk honestly. He sat down at the table, watching Gohyuk as he prepped the dog food. His nerves had all but disappeared by now. Despite only recently moving in, Gohyuk had managed to make the apartment quite comfortable. Remi didn't know what the future held, it probably depended on if he got a job after school was done. If he didn't, he'd probably return to Washington, but if he did, he'd stay here even if it meant fighting with his mom.

He realized belatedly Gohyuk had told him he could start serving himself, and so he did so. The food looked good, and he was hungry.

Remi tried the food, impressed by the taste if what Gohyuk said was true. "I wouldn't believe this was your first real kitchen if you didn't just tell me. It's really good." He praised, being honest.

He ate his food in silence for a minute before replying to Gohyuk's question. "I've been thinking of applying to some orchestras outside of the university setting, but I just don't feel like I'm ready, you know?" He shrugged, taking another bite of food. "Ideally, I can stay at least until Anya's a legal adult, but if I can't get a job after school, I won't have much choice but to move back to America. At least now I know I can trust Thomas to look out for her if I do have to return, but I'd rather be able to stay here."

Remi let out a huff of a laugh, "I guess so." He replied, giving Gohyuk a smirk.

He paused before continuing, "I guess in my mind, I haven't been practicing since I was able to hold a violin and so I'm not as good as the other violinists. I still think that even knowing I got into a competitive orchestra."

He thought a moment about what else he could do. After eating a bit more, he shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe English teacher, but I have a criminal record if they get a comprehensive enough background check, I probably wouldn't get it if I applied. And I don't know that I'd even like kids that much. I like my sister, and I guess Taijia's okay, but we don't know each other well. It kind of feels like it's get into a non-school orchestra or leave. I took psychology as a minor to appease my parents, who kept telling me I should add on something practical, but I don't want to go into anything psychology related." He sighed, pausing his meal to stare at the ceiling as he said, "Even part time positions and school-related positions don't want to hire me because I have a mental illness." He let out a sound that sounded slightly like a growl as he returned his focus to his food and muttered, "like I asked for this."

He realized he had gotten onto a rant and paused for a bit to calm down, focusing on his food. He talked to Anya more recently than he had seen her, since she had been busy with schedules. "A bit more, yeah, it's easier to drop in when she's free rather than trying to fit in some time in her schedule. And we still talk on the phone often." He thought about going to a club and hearing his sister's voice. "Okay, like, I agree it's good dance music, but I would lose it if I heard my sister's voice while I was clubbing." He said, a hint of a playful smirk on his face.

Remi smiled slightly at Gohyuk's compliment. "Maybe a bit." He got himself some more food, thinking about what else he could do. Translator or copywriter didn't sound like a bad idea. "Well, I still, y'know, hear things that aren't there." He said, spinning his hand around his head, "so maybe translator wouldn't work. The medication only mostly helps, but when I'm stressed or experiencing strong emotions, they tend to show up regardless. But like, maybe copywriter?" He paused to eat some of the food. "Sounds monotonous though." He chuckled, "fun fact, since I've gotten more comfortable in Korean, sometimes the hallucinations also speak Korean. It probably shouldn't amuse me as much as it does, but it does help distinguish between hallucination or real life, since Thomas and I usually use English at home." He sighed and refocused on the original topic, "Maybe once I'm closer to graduation I'll start auditioning for orchestras outside the school. Can't get into one if I don't even try."

He scrunched up his face, "ew, please keep it off the speakers as much as you can if I'm visiting you. The idea of dancing and then hearing my sister's voice would ruin the vibe so bad. Like, don't get me wrong, her group's song is a banger, but it's the last thing I want to hear in a club."

Remi nodded, "Yeah, true. It does sound monotonous regardless, though."

He thought a moment, "I think after about a year of being here, I realized the hallucinations were coming back - uh, I mean, I was told the medication I'm taking may lose effectiveness over the positive symptoms, but I could take it as long as I wanted. And I haven't had any visual hallucinations since taking it, so I've just stayed with what works. Anyway, so I've been here about a year, and I was coming back home late from studying, and the subway was like empty, but I kept hearing something. I thought it was maybe an announcement or something, but realized it was an audio hallucination that was in Korean. They're not really different, but they're new, so I often can pick them out easier." He explained, proud to do it all in Korean. He learned a lot of medical Korean pretty quickly once he got there. At first, the psychiatrist he went to tried to convince him to switch to Korea's typical treatment program, and he really had to put his foot down to stay on his current regimen of medication. "And yeah, at this point I dream in Korean and English about equally." He added.

Remi took a bite of food and gave Gohyuk what he hoped looked like a smile. "I don't know that working in a bar would be right for me anyway. I've tried working customer service before and I'm uh... Not Good."

He thought a moment. "I guess... If I'm really desperate for citizenship, I do qualify to just... apply. My dad was born in Korea. I don't wanna do military service, but it's not like I'd qualify anyway." He shook his head. "But I don't know yet. I do like it here, though." And I like being with you. He didn't say, but convinced himself he only felt that way as a friend.

"Don't you dare." He growled, but softened quickly. "Maybe, when's the next time you guys are getting a live performance?"

Remi nodded, "Yeah..." He wasn't used to the idea of being able to talk so openly about his mental illness. It was kind of nice, if he were being honest with himself.

He chuckled, trying to imagine himself in drag. "No, I don't do drag. It's fun to watch, I am just not... I can't." He said, struggling to find the right words in any language.

"Yeah, I will." Remi said. He still wasn't sure if he'd even have to take that route. If he could get into an orchestra, then he could get a work visa and not have to worry about it as much. He wasn't exactly attached to his American citizenship, but he was unsure he wanted to lose it all together. His dad would theoretically be happy about him gaining Korean citizenship. He'd have to think about it, and it would probably also depend on what Anya decided to do with her own citizenship.

He realized he had gotten lost in thought and missed a part of what Gohyuk had been saying. "Noted. I'll have to stop by more often. It's a little boring when I can't drink alcohol, y'know?"