If Sage notices that Minsu is trying not to answer, he says nothing of it. Just drinks more of his coffee and enjoys the ambience of everything that is going on. This is-- nice. More than nice really, but he doesn't quite know how to process anything beyond nice so, yeah, nice is what he is going for. It is clear that Minsu put thought into this, that he was trying for Sage. For them both.

That means a lot more to him than he thought it would.

As Minsu speaks, Sage hides a soft smile behind his hand, because he wouldn't call an alien moon that kidnaps you romantic, especially with the things that were out in the wilds, and yet-- Yeah okay, he can see it. Especially right now, because they are totally on a date and there are blossoms everywhere and that is a little bit ridiculous but also kinda romantic and wow, Sage needs to not think about that too hard if he wants to not turn tail and run with a red face.

Though that thought goes as quickly as it came when Minsu looks at him, something fragile and terrified on his face.

The witch doesn't hide his smile this time.

"I dunno if you are doing this right, I don't have a lot of experience but-- yeah, I am enjoying this. A lot." He looks down, at the remenants of his ice cream, the rice ball, the coffee in his hands, turns the same colour as the blossoms as he laughs. "Never thought I'd have a picnic under fucking blossoming trees honestly. But I'm not gonna say no to another one."

Whether he means picnics or 'dates' he doesn't really clarify. Maybe both.