With a dramatic ass sigh, Dokja swings his legs over to drop them on Eustace's lap, then falls back to lie against the decorative couch pillows resting on the side. If he's going to do this, then he might as well get comfortable, and after the nights spent sharing a bed with Eustace, he's really come to become a professional at invading personal space.
It's kind of like therapy, with him lying there and someone else listening. Not that Dokja would know, considering he's never done therapy before in his life. ]
Cassian came to me asking for help. He needed my Shard in order to exchange it for information that could unearth secrets about Springstar. I agreed to help him.
[ He stares up at the ceiling as he talks, his expression growing more and more uncomfortable as he continues. It had been anything but a pleasant experience, and recalling it now causes a deep chill to seep under his skin. ]
Turns out the person who wanted my Shard was Aetos. Cassian didn't know. Anyway, I ended up getting experimented on.
[ It's annoying how casually he says that last part, but it's clear from the way that he can't meet Eustace's gaze that he's trying to get through this as quickly as possible, like he's just talking to the air, not another human being, to make it easier to cope with. ]
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With a dramatic ass sigh, Dokja swings his legs over to drop them on Eustace's lap, then falls back to lie against the decorative couch pillows resting on the side. If he's going to do this, then he might as well get comfortable, and after the nights spent sharing a bed with Eustace, he's really come to become a professional at invading personal space.
It's kind of like therapy, with him lying there and someone else listening. Not that Dokja would know, considering he's never done therapy before in his life. ]
Cassian came to me asking for help. He needed my Shard in order to exchange it for information that could unearth secrets about Springstar. I agreed to help him.
[ He stares up at the ceiling as he talks, his expression growing more and more uncomfortable as he continues. It had been anything but a pleasant experience, and recalling it now causes a deep chill to seep under his skin. ]
Turns out the person who wanted my Shard was Aetos. Cassian didn't know. Anyway, I ended up getting experimented on.
[ It's annoying how casually he says that last part, but it's clear from the way that he can't meet Eustace's gaze that he's trying to get through this as quickly as possible, like he's just talking to the air, not another human being, to make it easier to cope with. ]