[He lets out the usual grumbly noise he makes when his beloved family start making sense at him, like the terrible people they are. It's probably good that Jinwoo keeps his thoughts inside his head because that would not have ended well for him. As is, he'll put up with their fussing with minimal whining, his tail flicking idly in annoyance at this all. ]

Fuckin' fine, you don't gotta make so much sense about it. [He scrubs a hand over his face.] I didn't like that. My luck's shit enough without me learning what's coming in advance. [He casts a look at Jinwoo. ] How the fuck do you cope with that all the damn time? It's dogshit.