[Dohalim almost jumps out of his skin as soon as he hears Gepard's voice; he spins on his heel to face the man, eyes widened. he's still trying to calm his breathing down, to no avail, and it's making him dizzy. with how close he is to the cliffside, it might prove to be dangerous. but where else can he go; with the captain in front of him, he's basically trapped. does he want him to leave, now that he's here? or does he want him to stay? his mind spirals, back to what Kelzalik had said, what he'd accused, and if what he says is true, then he may as well let himself fall off the edge.
but he doesn't move from his spot, hand reaching up to press against his chest in a futile attempt to even out his breath, fingers curled around the eagle splayed across his front. everything seems so heavy a burden, all of a sudden; his duty, his decisions, the accusations made against his close friends and his lover. even his clothes are starting to feel like weights, and all he wants is to crumple under all of it]
I don't... I don't know what I want...
[it's the first time he's felt a panic this strong since descending own to Dahna; the first time he'd felt this way in Menancia was when he heard the screams of pain and torment from the Dahnans themselves. he hid it so well until he got to his room, and even with the doors shut, he could hear them. the anxiety had gripped him, rooted him to the spot that he couldn't think, he couldn't move, he couldn't act. much like now...]
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but he doesn't move from his spot, hand reaching up to press against his chest in a futile attempt to even out his breath, fingers curled around the eagle splayed across his front. everything seems so heavy a burden, all of a sudden; his duty, his decisions, the accusations made against his close friends and his lover. even his clothes are starting to feel like weights, and all he wants is to crumple under all of it]
I don't... I don't know what I want...
[it's the first time he's felt a panic this strong since descending own to Dahna; the first time he'd felt this way in Menancia was when he heard the screams of pain and torment from the Dahnans themselves. he hid it so well until he got to his room, and even with the doors shut, he could hear them. the anxiety had gripped him, rooted him to the spot that he couldn't think, he couldn't move, he couldn't act. much like now...]