[ He can feel Mikleo tense up, considering how close they are, and he feels awful. His heart drops into his stomach almost immediately, but he's not going to cry. At least, not yet. He's trying his best to stay strong for Mikleo's sake. But he knows full well how Mikleo took it back in their world — he knows how they both took it. He can hear his best friend's agonizing sobs like they happened seconds ago. It hurts.
His response is to grip the back of Mikleo's clothing — both a gesture to let him know he's here, and something to help himself stay grounded. And he nods his head — yeah, he's gone. There was no other way, and Sorey accepts this, but he doesn't have to be happy with his loss.
Quietly: ] I-I'm sorry ...
[ That there wasn't any other answer that could save him. That he's telling him. He's just so sorry this had to happen. ]
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His response is to grip the back of Mikleo's clothing — both a gesture to let him know he's here, and something to help himself stay grounded. And he nods his head — yeah, he's gone. There was no other way, and Sorey accepts this, but he doesn't have to be happy with his loss.
Quietly: ] I-I'm sorry ...
[ That there wasn't any other answer that could save him. That he's telling him. He's just so sorry this had to happen. ]