I don't. [He'll admit that. They both know he hates it.] But only because it hurts to see you like this and not be able to better help you.

[Mikleo sits up and drags Sorey up with him. He pulls his friend close to his chest in a tight embrace, resting his chin on his friend's shoulder. This is a better way, he thinks, to show that he's not going anywhere. When next the seraph speaks, it's in a quieter tone.]

If it doesn't feel right, then tell me. We've gotten this far together.

[It's a quiet plea for his friend to stop doubting the water seraph. Every step in their lives has been their journey, not just Sorey's or Mikleo's.]