It's not your fault. Certainly not the best way, but I'm glad to remember it all the same.
[He... takes a moment to lean against Mikleo slightly. It's gentle, almost hesitant, but he knows he needs the human contact right now. This helps to ground him, remind him that he's not asleep but very much awake. He takes out his notebook and pen, mostly so that he can absently doodle to make sure he's still here in the present.]
...I saw a white dragon. It might even have been a reflection of the form I take, I'm not sure. But... I remembered watching your lights escape. I remember making a pact with... with him, and then I fell asleep. For a long, long time.
[It's subtle, but Sorey has a white-knuckled grip on his pen.]
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It's not your fault. Certainly not the best way, but I'm glad to remember it all the same.
[He... takes a moment to lean against Mikleo slightly. It's gentle, almost hesitant, but he knows he needs the human contact right now. This helps to ground him, remind him that he's not asleep but very much awake. He takes out his notebook and pen, mostly so that he can absently doodle to make sure he's still here in the present.]
...I saw a white dragon. It might even have been a reflection of the form I take, I'm not sure. But... I remembered watching your lights escape. I remember making a pact with... with him, and then I fell asleep. For a long, long time.
[It's subtle, but Sorey has a white-knuckled grip on his pen.]