[ There's an uncharacteristic silence that falls upon Dokja. He thinks back to several days ago, when he'd noticed a bandage around Eustace's neck. It had been brushed aside as a training accident, and Dokja had left it be.
He sees now that he should have pressed for the truth. ]
... Oh.
[ His gaze falls upon the two cats now curled up in his lap, an uneasiness about him that doesn't come from the dhampir reveal, but the fact that he'd been lied to. But why saddle D with that! Instead, Dokja shifts the topic of their conversation. ]
no subject
He sees now that he should have pressed for the truth. ]
... Oh.
[ His gaze falls upon the two cats now curled up in his lap, an uneasiness about him that doesn't come from the dhampir reveal, but the fact that he'd been lied to. But why saddle D with that! Instead, Dokja shifts the topic of their conversation. ]
How do you feel?