[ There's a lot to unpack with this description, but Dokja does his part of sitting there quietly and listening to what Fukawa has to say. She's certainly passionate about her work, which he can appreciate, and it gets him thinking about the usual stories he consumes.
Real people, huh? Dokja's always preferred the fantastical, an escape from reality when his own life had been so hellbent on going wrong at every turn. It was easy to lose himself in the perspective of those he wished to be like, the strong, the brave, and the wise.
So real people... It would be different. ]
Got it. [ He at least sounds genuine here. ] You haven't lost my interest.
you boomed me back!!!
Real people, huh? Dokja's always preferred the fantastical, an escape from reality when his own life had been so hellbent on going wrong at every turn. It was easy to lose himself in the perspective of those he wished to be like, the strong, the brave, and the wise.
So real people... It would be different. ]
Got it. [ He at least sounds genuine here. ] You haven't lost my interest.