Having... a cup of tea? That's not what he would have supplied as his first or twentieth guess, but okay.

As soon as this stranger gets to his feet, Dokja is incredibly annoyed at having to look up at him. Literally who makes people this tall and for what reason is it necessary?

But back to the matter at hand. Dokja releases his hold on Emet to take a step back, gaze returning to the prone figure on the ground. "I don't know about beyond help, but for your sake, don't touch them." His tone implies a genuine warning rather than a threat.