Dokja had only taken a single step forward, meaning to follow after the man, but before he can get another step in, there's a sudden voice from behind him.
While he doesn't jump in surprise, his shoulders jerk up just a bit. The smile from only seconds ago grows a little strained as he rounds on Emet-Selch. He's not exactly a fan of surprises.
"Neat trick." It's an especially dry compliment. "You're not going to go ahead and run away from me, are you?"
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While he doesn't jump in surprise, his shoulders jerk up just a bit. The smile from only seconds ago grows a little strained as he rounds on Emet-Selch. He's not exactly a fan of surprises.
"Neat trick." It's an especially dry compliment. "You're not going to go ahead and run away from me, are you?"