Things Junghyeok did not know prior: all of that. Everything Dokja has said is a new revelation. Some things will slowly slot into place later, but one thing stands out now.
She knew. She knew exactly how much he hated being lied to and decided to join in on it.
Betrayal, rage and an undercurrent of hurt was a familiar combination. She had no right to withhold that from him.
He bolts upright, immediately putting some distance between them. "Am I just a puppet to you two?"
For a moment Dokja's fingers catch on Junghyeok's wrist, a reflexive action - but it's barely enough to feel before he stops, letting Junghyeok put the space between him.
"You're not a puppet," Kim Dokja insists, an intense look on his face as he curls his hand into a fist on his leg.
"I told you - I didn't remember until it had happened. She wouldn't have known until she wrote it, which was during the 1865th."
It has been a long time, puppet of the Oldest Dream.
He was tied inextricably to this man, what else was he if not that? Even an Outer World God knew it. He's done nothing but walk on a path someone else had planned out for him. First hers through that accursed book and then Dokja's in an attempt to change things.
"She knew already. She's already written it."
Whatever tiny leeway Junghyeok's acceptance that Dokja hadn't known until now means little in the sheer face of everything else kept from him again.
Despite all the new information, he's still Dokja at the end of the day. His expression twists slightly, then he shakes his head.
"Then you know there's not anything she can do to change it at this point. She wrote what had already happened."
She's trying to change my ending, he wants to say, but he doesn't add it at the moment. He knows this conversation is probably going to end soon; Junghyeok needs time to absorb all this information.
Suyeong's motivations matter far less to him than what Dokja is thinking. He understands being backed into a corner by the situation, what he infuriates him however is keeping him in the dark about it all. It was quite literally his life. It didn't matter if it he really was in his third round and hadn't lived it yet or his 1864th and she wrote about things that had already happened.
"I still deserved to know."
If he meant anything to them they would have. He turns to leave because to stay meant he'd do something he'd regret later.
"Watch someone else." Junghyeok knows the futility of saying this, but he has nothing else. The only things left to him are his words and they've never been his strong suit.
Dokja sighs a little bit, but tries to keep it muffled. He won't tell Junghyeok he hasn't been watching him; he won't believe it, he's sure. Apologies will fall on deaf ears.
"I'll be here if you have any other questions."
It's not quite a dismissal, because Junghyeok will leave anyway.
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She knew. She knew exactly how much he hated being lied to and decided to join in on it.
Betrayal, rage and an undercurrent of hurt was a familiar combination. She had no right to withhold that from him.
He bolts upright, immediately putting some distance between them. "Am I just a puppet to you two?"
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"You're not a puppet," Kim Dokja insists, an intense look on his face as he curls his hand into a fist on his leg.
"I told you - I didn't remember until it had happened. She wouldn't have known until she wrote it, which was during the 1865th."
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He was tied inextricably to this man, what else was he if not that? Even an Outer World God knew it. He's done nothing but walk on a path someone else had planned out for him. First hers through that accursed book and then Dokja's in an attempt to change things.
"She knew already. She's already written it."
Whatever tiny leeway Junghyeok's acceptance that Dokja hadn't known until now means little in the sheer face of everything else kept from him again.
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"Then you know there's not anything she can do to change it at this point. She wrote what had already happened."
She's trying to change my ending, he wants to say, but he doesn't add it at the moment. He knows this conversation is probably going to end soon; Junghyeok needs time to absorb all this information.
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"I still deserved to know."
If he meant anything to them they would have. He turns to leave because to stay meant he'd do something he'd regret later.
"Watch someone else." Junghyeok knows the futility of saying this, but he has nothing else. The only things left to him are his words and they've never been his strong suit.
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"I'll be here if you have any other questions."
It's not quite a dismissal, because Junghyeok will leave anyway.