[Ah. The tap-tap of Sorey’s heels against the side of the crate comes to a halt.] You mean what happened with Nightingale? Yes, that’s true. [Sorey bows his head.] It was entirely my fault; Mikleo just followed me to protect me. If there are any damages that need to be paid or anyone to whom I need apologize for the incident, please let me know.

[It’s actually kind of nice, being able fess up to something. Rose and the others were always covering for him and while he appreciated it (and needed it, honestly), he was beginning to feel the protection was a little too one-sided. He’s sheltered, but that doesn’t mean he can’t assume responsibility for his actions, right?]