[He's not startled, exactly, to feel Mikleo retreat into his soul but maybe he realizes that he went a little too far. It's difficult sometimes; Sorey doesn't actually know how much time passed back home before he came back, after all. Sometimes his connection to Maotelus feels brand new, foreign and odd, and sometimes it feels like he's been with him for eons.
The stretch Mikleo gives inside his soul is possessive, needy. Everything he can't say aloud.]
...yeah, [Sorey murmurs, pressing a palm flat to his chest. I'm here with you.] Let's go check out the library. Got to be a ton of new books there, right?
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The stretch Mikleo gives inside his soul is possessive, needy. Everything he can't say aloud.]
...yeah, [Sorey murmurs, pressing a palm flat to his chest. I'm here with you.] Let's go check out the library. Got to be a ton of new books there, right?