[ This isn't very characteristic of him, he'll admit, but circumstances have found him carefully placing an entire cake in the center of his dining table. He takes a step back to look at his store-bought handiwork for a moment, thoughts drifting to the way Eustace had confided and spoken to him about this specific birthday in particular before aggressively shaking the thought from his head. This is supposed to be a happy occasion, and after a week spent holed up in his room and depression napping, he figures enough is enough.
It's not like he's especially close with Gray, but she's been living here now and they've both been dealt a significant loss. A birthday celebration might just be the thing they both need, even if he has no idea how many candles to stick on her cake and just ended up placing five of them for some reason. She is clearly older than five.
Anyway, he turns and makes his way to the bedroom she's occupying, Raisin sticking close to his heels and drooling the entire way there. Once at her door, Dokja knocks a couple of times to announce his presence. ]
GRAYS BORTHDAY
It's not like he's especially close with Gray, but she's been living here now and they've both been dealt a significant loss. A birthday celebration might just be the thing they both need, even if he has no idea how many candles to stick on her cake and just ended up placing five of them for some reason. She is clearly older than five.
Anyway, he turns and makes his way to the bedroom she's occupying, Raisin sticking close to his heels and drooling the entire way there. Once at her door, Dokja knocks a couple of times to announce his presence. ]
Gray? Could you come out here for a moment?