[ A heavy silence settles itself over their Communion, and that's about all that Cassian gets as a reaction. Over the year and then some of using this method of communication, Dokja's come to find what ways work best to stifle his emotions during calls, and that answering nothingness blankets the connection between them. There's no shock, no disbelief, no anger that Cassian could come to him and ask this of him.
There's simply nothing.
When Dokja does finally speak, his tone is measured and controlled, the laughter now gone from his voice. If Cassian doesn't know what this aforementioned process is, there's no use asking. As for the list of options, he finds it strangely curious why his name was on there, but that's a question for later. For now, what he needs to know is this, ]
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There's simply nothing.
When Dokja does finally speak, his tone is measured and controlled, the laughter now gone from his voice. If Cassian doesn't know what this aforementioned process is, there's no use asking. As for the list of options, he finds it strangely curious why his name was on there, but that's a question for later. For now, what he needs to know is this, ]
... Am I going to come back?