[Mikleo hums quietly, understanding, agreeable, with an edge of warning at the tail end of his tone. His hand moves to sift gently through Sorey's hair, hoping that the motion will soothe him as much as it does for he and Zaveid. Just sleep.]
We'll talk when you wake up.
[He makes it sound like a promise, but it's also something of a threat- he's still very much angry about what happened down on the planet. Sorey doesn't have to know that yet, or he'll just worry himself awake, though knowing him he's made a guess of it.
Regardless, it can wait. Anything Mikleo has to say was likely said by the others already.]
action;
[Mikleo hums quietly, understanding, agreeable, with an edge of warning at the tail end of his tone. His hand moves to sift gently through Sorey's hair, hoping that the motion will soothe him as much as it does for he and Zaveid. Just sleep.]
We'll talk when you wake up.
[He makes it sound like a promise, but it's also something of a threat- he's still very much angry about what happened down on the planet. Sorey doesn't have to know that yet, or he'll just worry himself awake, though knowing him he's made a guess of it.
Regardless, it can wait. Anything Mikleo has to say was likely said by the others already.]