[ Eustace's ears are always welcome in a thread. And the guy attached to the ears is always welcome at Gray's table, so she looks at him with a brief smile as he sits. His presence is as a space heater to her soul.
Anyway I'm sorry because Gray has nothing to add to Dokja's question, so she continues to chip away at her soup. She also has a bit of that crooked sliced bread, just because it looks so sad and Dokja worked so hard on it. ]
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Anyway I'm sorry because Gray has nothing to add to Dokja's question, so she continues to chip away at her soup. She also has a bit of that crooked sliced bread, just because it looks so sad and Dokja worked so hard on it. ]