[ With an Oracle finally secured for their side, it's cause for celebration. The atmosphere in Springstar has grown lively, the people more boisterous. But Dokja's idea of a celebration is more muted than most, staying inside and relaxing after a long week and, for once, not nursing any new wounds. Old wounds, however, spread rapidly, and Dokja finds that he doesn't have the energy to travel more than the distance between the couch and the bed these days.
He's even having a hard time making out the letters in his book, and no amount of adjusting the glasses sitting on his face make them any clearer. He's so deeply concentrating on just trying to read a single sentence that he doesn't notice that the clatter of dishes has stopped, the tap shut off, and that Eustace is standing over him until the silence between them is broken.
Dokja blinks up in surprise, caught off-guard because he hadn't been paying attention, though no part of him is confused by the question. He had known Eustace would find out eventually, partly because of Dokja's rapidly declining state doing him no favors, but also by guessing that Gray was aware of what had occurred with him and Rin. So then, it was only a matter of time before Eustace and Gray would speak, leading to... this.
With a quiet sigh, Dokja shuts the book and sits up on the couch. He could play stupid, the way he so often does, but he doesn't. What would be the point of that? And after everything he's already put Eustace through? ]
Sit down. You're too tall for me to be looking up at you from here.
[ He's not trying to add an aching neck on top of everything else, and Dokja pats the spot next to him. ]
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He's even having a hard time making out the letters in his book, and no amount of adjusting the glasses sitting on his face make them any clearer. He's so deeply concentrating on just trying to read a single sentence that he doesn't notice that the clatter of dishes has stopped, the tap shut off, and that Eustace is standing over him until the silence between them is broken.
Dokja blinks up in surprise, caught off-guard because he hadn't been paying attention, though no part of him is confused by the question. He had known Eustace would find out eventually, partly because of Dokja's rapidly declining state doing him no favors, but also by guessing that Gray was aware of what had occurred with him and Rin. So then, it was only a matter of time before Eustace and Gray would speak, leading to... this.
With a quiet sigh, Dokja shuts the book and sits up on the couch. He could play stupid, the way he so often does, but he doesn't. What would be the point of that? And after everything he's already put Eustace through? ]
Sit down. You're too tall for me to be looking up at you from here.
[ He's not trying to add an aching neck on top of everything else, and Dokja pats the spot next to him. ]