Park looked at Misaka and smiled slightly as she wrapped her arm around his. When she asked if she had done something wrong, he shook his head, "No... it's just... I want tonight to go well, for you to feel comfortable and all that," he sighed, "Eomma... doesn't really like the Japanese but don't worry, I talked to her about it and.... well, I just want to make sure she won't have anything to complain about...." he made a bit of a face, feeling like he was stressing Misaka out, "My dad will love you though."

He took his hands out of his pockets and placed them on his legs, "He'll also keep Eomma in line," he laughed a little, "She'll love to talk about coming here with you though."