"I don't think Namjoon really does friends. Don't know if I do either." But he supposed there was no harm in humouring Jimin, he didn't seem malicious. At least outright. "Sure. We can try being friends."

There, that was loose enough, he hoped. "You recognise where your room is yet?" He stopped his cart, getting ready to go back to sweeping. He didn't mind sweeping, simple logical work.