[Mikleo meets his eyes with his usual firm determination. Seems that even if Sorey tried to wiggle out of it, he has his own plans. He's still a little worried, so don't mind him while he brushes some hair away from Sorey's forehead and out of his eyes... but then he relents, and pulls his hand away.]

All right.

[He lets go of Sorey's trembling hands for a moment.]

Emotions don't care for logic. It's just how they are.

[He shifts so that he's sitting on his knees, which makes him just tall enough to pull Sorey against his shoulder in a hug.]

... You're not a burden. I swear you were thinking it so loud I could hear it. I'm here to help no matter what, Sorey. I just want you to be okay.