[ Oh... Look. "Friend" is a very heavy word for Dokja, and one that he almost never uses. He practically flinches back from it, subtly felt via Communion, before quickly recovering. ]
I guess... something like that.
[ In truth, they are friends, but things have taken a strange turn with their relationship very recently. Dokja doesn't know what to call it. ]
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I guess... something like that.
[ In truth, they are friends, but things have taken a strange turn with their relationship very recently. Dokja doesn't know what to call it. ]
We live together.