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For the moment, Doc stood in silence with his bride at his side. Both sipped on a glass of Gallic Wine. For now, Doc decided to listen. He figured listening to what others would ask and weighing in on the answers would be best. Midori only briefly questioned his tactic but understood his explanation.
As it was, he was filled with uncertainty, not of Mal but of himself, especially after he spoke as he did. He showed no emotion but inside he began feeling as if he hadn't "lived up" to his job. Sure, he held a loose bunch of people together and kept the Temple Fund full but as for being a Discordian, he was lacking as compared to the man who built the temple himself. He was, after all, a Doctor and it was his love.
So for the moment, he stood and listened, figuring at some point his old friend would want to speak with him.