Just when it all starts to click for Gray, Dokja returns to the dining room with a tray of bowls, napkins, and utensils. The utensils are spoons because this is still just chicken noodle soup.
Unlike Gray, Dokja is as blind as a bat and has no idea that D survives off of an abnormal diet. So, being stupid oblivious, he sets a steaming bowl of soup down in front of D, sliding over a napkin and spoon as well, before doing the same for Gray. This is the saddest dinner ever, actually, but Dokja doesn't seem to think that as he sets down his own bowl, emptying the tray.
And then he straightens back out, looking a bit proud of himself that he's managed to get this far. Also? He had walked in on Gray and D having a conversation on their own? This evening is going great. ]
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Just when it all starts to click for Gray, Dokja returns to the dining room with a tray of bowls, napkins, and utensils. The utensils are spoons because this is still just chicken noodle soup.
Unlike Gray, Dokja is as blind as a bat and has no idea that D survives off of an abnormal diet. So, being stupid oblivious, he sets a steaming bowl of soup down in front of D, sliding over a napkin and spoon as well, before doing the same for Gray. This is the saddest dinner ever, actually, but Dokja doesn't seem to think that as he sets down his own bowl, emptying the tray.
And then he straightens back out, looking a bit proud of himself that he's managed to get this far. Also? He had walked in on Gray and D having a conversation on their own? This evening is going great. ]
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