"Hey, Ten." Tae waved his hand. "Don't tell me, I know I look like shit. Namjoon only let me out because he thought I'd ruin my thumbs playing video games if he left me home alone today." Which, to be fair, was likely true. He wasn't quite sure how to interpret the look on Ten's face, so he just took his gun out of the holster, very careful not to drop it, then held it out. "Look! What do you think?"