[He had the acute feeling that the man was hiding something from him. It’s a feeling that seeps into his core and it leaves him slightly anxious.
It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Dokja. He did. Just that he couldn’t completely trust the other either. The man lied like it was breathing and they purposely omitted details to fit his narrative. They weren’t a reliable narrator.
He couldn’t outright ask though. It felt like they were out of reach more than ever.
It was an awful feeling.]
We made it. Together. [He repeats it carefully.]
Why don’t you seem happy? [The smile was more unlucky than ever. The tremble in Dokja’s hands. Of course he would pick out every small detail. The protagonist had watched Dokja just as carefully as they watched him.
It still didn’t answer the question the man had been avoiding.] If we made it to the end with everyone… Why did you run away? You told me I shouldn’t be here. [His eyes narrow.] if everyone is together then why would you say those words to me?
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It wasn’t that he didn’t trust Dokja. He did. Just that he couldn’t completely trust the other either. The man lied like it was breathing and they purposely omitted details to fit his narrative. They weren’t a reliable narrator.
He couldn’t outright ask though. It felt like they were out of reach more than ever.
It was an awful feeling.]
We made it. Together. [He repeats it carefully.]
Why don’t you seem happy? [The smile was more unlucky than ever. The tremble in Dokja’s hands. Of course he would pick out every small detail. The protagonist had watched Dokja just as carefully as they watched him.
It still didn’t answer the question the man had been avoiding.] If we made it to the end with everyone… Why did you run away? You told me I shouldn’t be here. [His eyes narrow.] if everyone is together then why would you say those words to me?