Domeki smiled at the diminutive fairy as she gushed on about how happy she was to have managed to make friends in such an odd situation - and he honestly couldn't help but agree. The irony that a moment which was likely supposed to test the both of them only brought them to friendship added a wonderful dimension to the beginning of what he was currently hoping would be a long and friendly relationship. "I can't say that I likely know as many stories as your Wendy or your Martha but I'd be happy to tell you as many as I do know - and perhaps we can learn a few new ones together. I'm looking forward to getting out of here, too, and spending future days with you - you seem like such a fascinating fairy."
"It's possible that you could convince them that a party is a good idea - and I imagine that anyone would have a hard time arguing with a convincing one like you, Bell." Domeki took a moment to think on whether Watanuki would be entirely willing to cook for a party but he soon came to the conclusion that his classmate would likely be only too glad for such a distraction - which, ultimately, was what Domeki thought could be said for the majority of the captives. Even if everyone didn't necessarily think a party was vital, they might be able to be convinced that it would be a welcome break from the continual stresses of being caught here. "I don't know if it would be like anything you might have had in your fairy court, but it could still be a good distraction for everyone - and I imagine that Watanuki will complain about it, but he will eventually agree to cook for us."
The question as to why someone would knock on a door would have seemed entirely odd to him had Domeki not had a good reminder of how tiny Bell was. As it was, he shook his head slightly as he continued to knock lightly against various points on the wall. "For us, it's polite to knock on a door before entering - to give the persons inside a warning that someone is coming or just to announce yourself." Her question as to whether they should be calling out gave him a momentary pause but he soon nodded slowly. "Calling out might not be a bad idea."
The fading of her light and her heartfelt words touched Domeki and he was helpless not to cross to where she had curled up on the bench. Kneeling at the side of the bench, he touched a gentle fingertip against the softness of her hair and shook his head. "That isn't true, Bell. I'm sure the Martha you mentioned must care about you and she probably is missing you as we speak - and, even if it isn't the same since we did just meet, I would miss you should something happen to you. The world would be a darker place without your gentle light."