[ A quiet 'oof' escapes him at the sudden impact around his middle, and Dokja wobbles for a moment before quickly steadying himself. He wasn't at all expecting Ruby to grab onto him like this, so it takes a second for him to bleed the tension out of his body, still unused to physical contact.

But once his brain catches up to speed, Dokja offers an awkward pat to her shoulder that he hopes will be comforting. ]

That's okay, really. I was down in the basement so coming back up here wasn't any trouble.

[ There's honesty in his words for once, as well as the same level of concern from just moments ago. Glancing at the doorknob shows there's nothing wrong with it... He'd discovered that for himself simply by opening it as well, so. ]

Did you eat anything strange lately?