[ yes this really is for the best - ignoring Abel and leaving him to his... ministrations... until he comes around. which is inevitable, because it's boring if he's just throwing a tantrum and no one is paying attention to him, obviously...
so he ends up back beside Dokja and haughtily unrolling his own sleeping bag as well, not yet aware that Bnuny has indeed chewed holes through some of the personal effects otherwise among his things. ]
You should be ashamed of yourself. I hope you know that.
[ Oh, hello again, Abel. Dokja spares him the briefest of glances before he goes back to sorting through the items he'd packed with him. Hm, how long is this trip supposed to last again and will he even survive to see the end of it?
Is the sun setting? I'm saying the sun is setting. ]
I don't really feel much of anything right now.
[ Sits back on his laid out sleeping spot. ]
When you start foaming at the mouth, I'd appreciate it if you could try and keep it down.
[ the sun is definitely setting, look at that beautiful sunset!! gorgeous. you love to see it.
and Abel is fishing further into his pack, now, digging out some dried meats and fruits - as well as some well-wrapped and cute-looking pastries that Himeka had made, which he is pointedly
setting to his right and out of Dokja's reach, ]
You know what...? You know what, sir? I'm beginning to have some SINCERE regrets about my decision to let you accompany me on this trip to MY place of reprieve, considering I'm now DOOMED to die a slow, painful death to rabies and have my dignity slowly stripped of me through the violating offense of your presence. And don't think I haven't realized you have yet to reach out to Eustace to clear up everything, by the way - I am holding a resentful grudge until you do.
[ If he's staring at those pastries it's because he wants to feed them to the bnuny for its service in maiming Abel.
He's barely paying attention to what's being said to him. He'd much rather take in the sunset, the way the setting sun colors the valley around them with a golden sheen, and Dokja drops back on his sleeping bag, arms spread to the sides as he stares up at the darkening sky. Geez, this whole thing has exhausted him and he's already exhausted to begin with.
When Abel finally sounds like he's done, Dokja speaks up. ]
There has to be better, less painful ways for you to try and put me in a good mood, you know.
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so he ends up back beside Dokja and haughtily unrolling his own sleeping bag as well, not yet aware that Bnuny has indeed chewed holes through some of the personal effects otherwise among his things. ]
You should be ashamed of yourself. I hope you know that.
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Is the sun setting? I'm saying the sun is setting. ]
I don't really feel much of anything right now.
[ Sits back on his laid out sleeping spot. ]
When you start foaming at the mouth, I'd appreciate it if you could try and keep it down.
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and Abel is fishing further into his pack, now, digging out some dried meats and fruits - as well as some well-wrapped and cute-looking pastries that Himeka had made, which he is pointedly
setting to his right and out of Dokja's reach, ]
You know what...? You know what, sir? I'm beginning to have some SINCERE regrets about my decision to let you accompany me on this trip to MY place of reprieve, considering I'm now DOOMED to die a slow, painful death to rabies and have my dignity slowly stripped of me through the violating offense of your presence. And don't think I haven't realized you have yet to reach out to Eustace to clear up everything, by the way - I am holding a resentful grudge until you do.
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He's barely paying attention to what's being said to him. He'd much rather take in the sunset, the way the setting sun colors the valley around them with a golden sheen, and Dokja drops back on his sleeping bag, arms spread to the sides as he stares up at the darkening sky. Geez, this whole thing has exhausted him and he's already exhausted to begin with.
When Abel finally sounds like he's done, Dokja speaks up. ]
There has to be better, less painful ways for you to try and put me in a good mood, you know.