Have I done enough to truly deserve their trust, I wonder...
[Dohalim's voice isn't of regret, but reflection instead. he leans against Zhongli as he ponders his words. relying on others and not letting his emotions reach him... it does sound easier said than done. he can't remember the last time he allowed himself to do such a thing, and even now, with the deity offering himself as someone for him to rely on, Dohalim isn't sure if he can allow himself to do it.
he can feel something try ti pick at that insecurity, but it's kept largely at bay by Zhongli's presence, or so Dohalim thinks. but it's still there, hanging like a shadow in the corner of his eyes; he chooses to ignore it for now, as long as it stays away. he lets out a soft sigh, moving the plate to the blanket so he can settle against the other]
The future... Not knowing what lies ahead is terrifying. How much will I stumble? How many times will I fall? Am I strong enough to pick myself back up? I'm... Uncertain about myself.
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[Dohalim's voice isn't of regret, but reflection instead. he leans against Zhongli as he ponders his words. relying on others and not letting his emotions reach him... it does sound easier said than done. he can't remember the last time he allowed himself to do such a thing, and even now, with the deity offering himself as someone for him to rely on, Dohalim isn't sure if he can allow himself to do it.
he can feel something try ti pick at that insecurity, but it's kept largely at bay by Zhongli's presence, or so Dohalim thinks. but it's still there, hanging like a shadow in the corner of his eyes; he chooses to ignore it for now, as long as it stays away. he lets out a soft sigh, moving the plate to the blanket so he can settle against the other]
The future... Not knowing what lies ahead is terrifying. How much will I stumble? How many times will I fall? Am I strong enough to pick myself back up? I'm... Uncertain about myself.