[...It's not as if Sooyoung thought Dokja was okay.
She really hadn't. How could he, after everything he's done for them? After the sacrifices he made forced under the weight of the Star System, of everything Three Ways to Survive a Ruined World must mean to him? She doesn't even know the extent of that sacrifice. All she knows is that he chose to stay behind, and he had to cut such a large part of himself away just so that they wouldn't be lonely without him.
...Why is there so much they still don't know? How are they meant to bridge a gap that Kim Dokja doesn't want to be crossed?
...Does he not want it to be crossed? Or can he just not envision the possibility? She can feel Dokja's panic bleeding through, sees Yoo Joonghyuk reach out to him.
They only have to sacrifice a memory each. Sooyoung rifles for another one, and then lets it go. This memory is simple. It's Sooyoung reading a book, slowly turning the pages in a dusty sunlit library, enjoying the quiet. That's all it is, and Sooyoung forgets it as soon as it ends, but the emotion it leaves behind is, hopefully, a sense of calm that can accompany the sound of Yoo Joonghyuk's voice.
She thinks about reaching out and touching Dokja too, but she doesn't. She just waits, silent.]
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She really hadn't. How could he, after everything he's done for them? After the sacrifices he made forced under the weight of the Star System, of everything Three Ways to Survive a Ruined World must mean to him? She doesn't even know the extent of that sacrifice. All she knows is that he chose to stay behind, and he had to cut such a large part of himself away just so that they wouldn't be lonely without him.
...Why is there so much they still don't know? How are they meant to bridge a gap that Kim Dokja doesn't want to be crossed?
...Does he not want it to be crossed? Or can he just not envision the possibility? She can feel Dokja's panic bleeding through, sees Yoo Joonghyuk reach out to him.
They only have to sacrifice a memory each. Sooyoung rifles for another one, and then lets it go. This memory is simple. It's Sooyoung reading a book, slowly turning the pages in a dusty sunlit library, enjoying the quiet. That's all it is, and Sooyoung forgets it as soon as it ends, but the emotion it leaves behind is, hopefully, a sense of calm that can accompany the sound of Yoo Joonghyuk's voice.
She thinks about reaching out and touching Dokja too, but she doesn't. She just waits, silent.]