"I like my apartment. Besides, his apartment doesn't allow pets and I have a cat. I'm not moving in with him. His house gives me a headache too." The smell of weed, incense and all those weird painted walls? He felt like a hippie there. He nodded his head a little though and wrapped his arms around himself. "I won't do anything again like that and I will report my crimes. I promise."

But no moving. He liked his apartment.

"I'm sorry that me being me still causes you such pain but I can't stop being me. If I could, I would have stopped by now." He smiled sadly and looked up at Yoongi. "Can I go now?"