[ Oh. He'd tried to keep it from getting to this dark topic, darker than it already is. Dokja speaks of death so casually and forgets not everyone does the same. He pushes himself back up with his hands, pulling his legs off Eustace's lap as he does, but he doesn't go far.
Now that he's sitting again, Dokja reaches out to take Eustace's hand in his, squeezing it reassuringly. He wonders if it'll ever not feel this odd, having someone care about him. Knowing that they care about him after countless times of being told so. Really, he still thinks it's a little silly and a lot more frightening that he could be cared about at all, but he won't run from it. ]
I'll come back. I have to come back.
[ Where else can he go? It's all too clear that while some people can disappear, Dokja's not one of them. He's been here for so long, ever since the very beginning, and quietly, he's accepted that this is it for him until whichever side obtains victory. That's why he's learned to call this roof over his head home, and why he'll have to come back to the people that make it such a place.
But that's too uncertain an answer despite the certainty of his tone, so he settles for reason. ]
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Now that he's sitting again, Dokja reaches out to take Eustace's hand in his, squeezing it reassuringly. He wonders if it'll ever not feel this odd, having someone care about him. Knowing that they care about him after countless times of being told so. Really, he still thinks it's a little silly and a lot more frightening that he could be cared about at all, but he won't run from it. ]
I'll come back. I have to come back.
[ Where else can he go? It's all too clear that while some people can disappear, Dokja's not one of them. He's been here for so long, ever since the very beginning, and quietly, he's accepted that this is it for him until whichever side obtains victory. That's why he's learned to call this roof over his head home, and why he'll have to come back to the people that make it such a place.
But that's too uncertain an answer despite the certainty of his tone, so he settles for reason. ]
As long as my Shard is intact, I'll be okay.