[ Oh. It isn't lost on Dokja why Eustace would have procured such items, but a heavy mixture of emotions shoves all of that aside. Dokja still isn't used to being given gifts, and suddenly the bracelet in his hand feels like the most precious thing in the world. He can't tear his gaze away from the small cord of leather, and a burst of affection crossing through their Aspect link makes it abundantly clear how much he appreciates this gesture.
Too bad he doesn't know how to put it to words, and Dokja feels his throat clog up for the nth time over the past few weeks. Seriously, he feels stupid for how emotional he's been getting recently, but mentally, he's completely strung out.
This is a different kind of emotional, though. He's genuinely touched at the consideration put into this idea, and it's certain to have the intended effect of bringing Dokja some peace of mind during the moments they're apart. That alone significantly calms his nerves.
Gently, he wraps an arm around Eustace, hugging him closer against Dokja's side. ]
Thank you. [ He's never going to take this off. But it has to go on first. ] I want to wear it. Can you put it on for me?
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Too bad he doesn't know how to put it to words, and Dokja feels his throat clog up for the nth time over the past few weeks. Seriously, he feels stupid for how emotional he's been getting recently, but mentally, he's completely strung out.
This is a different kind of emotional, though. He's genuinely touched at the consideration put into this idea, and it's certain to have the intended effect of bringing Dokja some peace of mind during the moments they're apart. That alone significantly calms his nerves.
Gently, he wraps an arm around Eustace, hugging him closer against Dokja's side. ]
Thank you. [ He's never going to take this off. But it has to go on first. ] I want to wear it. Can you put it on for me?