[ Even wounded like this, Dokja is in high-spirits as he makes his way over to the chair so he can take a seat. Once he's settled in, he takes a moment to look around at what's been built in this corner of the library. There's definitely something reassuring about having a makeshift clinic and he tucks this location away in his mind for whatever may happen in the future.
And then he's returning to the present, shifting a bit to make it easier for Anders to take a better look at his arm. ]
Make a scene about magic?
[ He echoes the words with a tilt of his head, confusion clearly written across his face. ]
Was someone giving you a hard time before I strolled in here?
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And then he's returning to the present, shifting a bit to make it easier for Anders to take a better look at his arm. ]
Make a scene about magic?
[ He echoes the words with a tilt of his head, confusion clearly written across his face. ]
Was someone giving you a hard time before I strolled in here?