"Oh, don't give me that look," Dokks says playfully, a corner of his mouth quirked and his brows bent against one another. He steps nearer, neck craning to look up at her. "You look tired," he blinks, "...often." "I am tired," she admits, and her weary gaze mirrors the words. She crouches to his level, his hands gently rising to meet her face. He watches her intently a moment before he says, softly, "I love you, Cyna."
I've wanted to commission this scene for a long time now and I'm unbelievably happy with how @lonicera-edulis depicted these two!
Ever since the beginning of Cyna's journey has Dokks been her rock, so to speak. He is one of the very few individuals that she unabashedly opens herself up to. Cyna's fury has stoked like a fire, but Dokks has always been there to help temper it, and she would've turned out a very different person had he not.
