[ ... Ah. Hearing from Mikleo that he's glad he told him — that eases the pain in his heart a little. He won't question that, or think much on it — he'll believe his words. He trusts him.
Sorey's eyes are equally as red and puffy — it feels good to let his feelings out, at least. This is one thing he was having trouble pushing down and moving past quickly — while he could do it for the sake of fighting Heldalf, it's more difficult to just try and move past it when he's being given so much time to think.
He looks right at Mikleo, eyes still watering. ]
Yeah. [ He's always tried to work through things on his own, and he can admit that this particular thing has been difficult for him to do alone. And his expression changes to a sad smile — optimism is his specialty. ] Maybe ... they'll bring Gramps here to be with us, too.
[ He knows people can come from different points in time, so what's stopping them from bringing Gramps here, too? ]
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Sorey's eyes are equally as red and puffy — it feels good to let his feelings out, at least. This is one thing he was having trouble pushing down and moving past quickly — while he could do it for the sake of fighting Heldalf, it's more difficult to just try and move past it when he's being given so much time to think.
He looks right at Mikleo, eyes still watering. ]
Yeah. [ He's always tried to work through things on his own, and he can admit that this particular thing has been difficult for him to do alone. And his expression changes to a sad smile — optimism is his specialty. ] Maybe ... they'll bring Gramps here to be with us, too.
[ He knows people can come from different points in time, so what's stopping them from bringing Gramps here, too? ]