[ Ah. Dokja falls a bit silent at that in some attempt at sympathy. He'd known Johnny... But he's also known too many people who have come and gone, each having etched a mark against his heart before departing. And sometimes, that's enough.
That's at least what he tells himself to get him past the goodbyes.
But he smiles now, slight understanding resting against the corners of his lips as he shakes his head in exasperation. ]
You're the type to care a little too much about others, aren't you?
[ Dokja's the same but like. He'd never admit it. ]
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That's at least what he tells himself to get him past the goodbyes.
But he smiles now, slight understanding resting against the corners of his lips as he shakes his head in exasperation. ]
You're the type to care a little too much about others, aren't you?
[ Dokja's the same but like. He'd never admit it. ]