[ The offered hand gains a soft sniff, but before the crowned prince can even extend that hand any further the white gumiho is already bumping the top of her head beneath that hand to nuzzle into it. Jin has always been an affectionate soul.

With Ruoye scampering off, she returns her attention to lick gently at Xie Lian's fingers before sitting and curling her many tails. ]

That's right. Even if you do not find your ■■ in this journey, it may come to you in another.

[ Likely a journey back home, a journey that involves a certain special someone. After all, Dokja's own companions back home were able to find their own ■■ because of him.

At the inquiry he blinks a few, before he smiles and replies. ]

You can just call me "Dokja." No need for formalities between friends.

[ As for Dokja's ■■... he will whisper it to him in a low voice. ]