[there's a curious glance before Dohalim shakes his head, offering a small, but sad smile]

You truly are kind. However, my own life is inconsequential compared to that of Melqal's.

[Dohalim is casual in his words, but to him, there's a truth he can't ignore. he's heard the stories, the history behind his namesake. there is nothing he can do that's comparable to the heroic deeds his ancestor has done. Melqal has waited centuries to be reunited with Morax, and he would only get in the way of this reunion.

and if he were to lay dormant, perhaps it would put his mind at ease about things he's done in his own past. the mistakes he's made, he would rather silence those thoughts. what if this is the way to do it? and truly, would there be anyone who would miss him? he himself had been alone for several years at this point, if he were to fade away, would it make a difference?]

You and Melqal have each other again. I...

[Dohalim hums to himself as he falls silent again. should he continue? it's not like he'd been able to say much about his past to anyone willing to listen. it's kind for the other to let him speak, but it's another thing to want to speak, altogether]

I would prefer not to get in the way of things.