[ With his eyes closed and his hands in the way to further block out any light, Dokja finds some comfort in the darkness. He thinks he fades in and out of consciousness, his frazzled mind exhausted by this strange experience, but then he's abruptly pulled awake by the sound of his name.
When he peeks out from behind his hands, there's some hope that he'll find a nurse and that he'll be back in his hospital room, the familiar bustle of the staff just outside the door. But he doesn't get either of these things, his gaze landing on a woman he's entirely unfamiliar with, and that sends him scurrying back against the corner despite it no longer having any more room for him. His heart starts beating faster in his chest at the sight of this moving adult, an odd occurrence when everyone else in the library is frozen still.
But... she knows his name.
He hesitates as he lowers his hands a bit more, showing his battered face to stare up at her with wide, cautious eyes. They shine with the presence of tears even now, but there's a look of curiosity present as well. ]
fucking dies
When he peeks out from behind his hands, there's some hope that he'll find a nurse and that he'll be back in his hospital room, the familiar bustle of the staff just outside the door. But he doesn't get either of these things, his gaze landing on a woman he's entirely unfamiliar with, and that sends him scurrying back against the corner despite it no longer having any more room for him. His heart starts beating faster in his chest at the sight of this moving adult, an odd occurrence when everyone else in the library is frozen still.
But... she knows his name.
He hesitates as he lowers his hands a bit more, showing his battered face to stare up at her with wide, cautious eyes. They shine with the presence of tears even now, but there's a look of curiosity present as well. ]
Yes, miss...?