[ This time, Dokja does need a moment to think about it. And while he likes the sound of the first one, he's not sure what he could offer to the table. ]

If I could get stronger somehow, then maybe I could help save people.

[ His voice grows even smaller than before, uncertain of himself, and his gaze shifts down to the ground. He's never talked this much about his thoughts, always kept them to himself, and shyness creeps back up on him. He doesn't let that stop him from answering the second question, though. ]

But the adventures together sound good, too. I think it would be nice... to not have to do everything alone...