Dobby's serene gaze met Noah's.
He gave a small nod before quietly closing his eyes.
Each emotion drifted through the air like invisible currents, overlapping one another until they formed a suffocating haze around the two groups.
Feeling the emotions of those around him had long since become second nature.
And despite receiving Noah's blood and becoming one of his Fallen, Dobby still found himself needing to shut out the world around him so he could focus entirely upon the emotions before him.
At first glance, it seemed unnecessary.
There was a time where he absorbed even stronger emotions back when his kin were under the influence of Noah's blood.
But only Dobby understood that the two situations couldn't be compared.
The emotions themselves were completely different. Every emotion held significance to the soul, leaving scars that would need time to heal, even after absorbing those emotions.
Only… emotions born from malice were the only exception.
