[Gently, he rubs under one of Sorey's eyes with his thumb. His heart aches for his friend being in this pain, too, and for suffering with it alone for so long. Mikleo wishes that there was more he could do for Sorey, but this will have to do.

Mikleo's own smile in answer is small and equally sad.]

Maybe. There are a lot of possibilities.

[Truth be told, though, the water seraph isn't sure he wants that. Maybe to apologize to Gramps that there was nothing more they could've done for him, but if the old seraph ever left...he's not sure how either of them will handle losing him a second time.

For now, though, Mikleo thinks it's a harmless enough hope to have. It's better than seeing him in despair.

Still, there's another issue that occurs to him.]

Promise me you'll wake me up if you can't sleep or you have a nightmare about it. Okay?

['Don't keep this to yourself.']