[ Are you new, Yujin? Jake might've even asked him that directly, if it weren't for the gears now clicking into position in his head. ]

That--I mean, I knew people left, man, I think I just thought they dipped or something, like. Like ding-dong-ditch style, bro. [ He drags a hand up across his forehead, fingers catching against his tight curls. Jake still wasn't used to hair instead of fur. ] Well, that's not great.