[ Speak of the devil... Or think of him, in this case.
Dokja immediately drops his hand from his lips, his now adjusted eyes making out Eustace's form in the opening of the hallway. He's too stunned at first to respond, but then he jerks his head in a nod before remembering that they're still in the dark, and that it'll probably be difficult to make out the motions. ]
Uh, yeah.
[ Very smooth, Kim Dokja. But rather than stress about that, he's thinking about how this is too well-timed to be a coincidence, meaning that the dream he'd just had hadn't actually been a dream. It shouldn't be that strange in the grand scheme of bullshit they've both had to go through, and Dokja's really not concerned over the mechanics of how they'd come to share a dream when he's still stuck on the fact that Eustace had kissed him to wake them up. His tendency to overthink is flaring at this time, and rather than address it, he opts instead to play coward. ]
Sorry about that, [ he says quietly, mindful that there are other people still asleep in the house. ] I'm sure you're tired. Go back to bed, Eustace.
[ While he sits here and has an existential crisis. ]
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Dokja immediately drops his hand from his lips, his now adjusted eyes making out Eustace's form in the opening of the hallway. He's too stunned at first to respond, but then he jerks his head in a nod before remembering that they're still in the dark, and that it'll probably be difficult to make out the motions. ]
Uh, yeah.
[ Very smooth, Kim Dokja. But rather than stress about that, he's thinking about how this is too well-timed to be a coincidence, meaning that the dream he'd just had hadn't actually been a dream. It shouldn't be that strange in the grand scheme of bullshit they've both had to go through, and Dokja's really not concerned over the mechanics of how they'd come to share a dream when he's still stuck on the fact that Eustace had kissed him to wake them up. His tendency to overthink is flaring at this time, and rather than address it, he opts instead to play coward. ]
Sorry about that, [ he says quietly, mindful that there are other people still asleep in the house. ] I'm sure you're tired. Go back to bed, Eustace.
[ While he sits here and has an existential crisis. ]