[ The daemon is no sooner curling around Dokja's legs, who leans down to gently pet the fox. ]

It's alright. She's still technically a part of my life, it's just... [ He grows quiet, staring at his daemon that emits soft quiet sounds at him. ] Different. Not in a way I had expected.

I don't know if our relationship will ever ever be repaired if I'm honest, and maybe that's what I regret most.