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[monolike]

...this is the neatest thing I've ever seen. I want one for home so bad.

-Right! This is Sorey, please leave me a message so I can get back to you!


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[nerdeology]

[Somewhere between Sorey's domain and being back in his own personal space, Mikleo finds enough equilibrium to venture back out again, materializing to sit on the edge of the bed. It's a different kind of safety, being alone and close to Sorey like this. There's still malevolence on the Huntress thanks to the presence of Greed, like always, but it's manageable now. A known danger, rather than one that's new and experienced without the others to support him.

He leans back, one hand reaching back to support his weight, almost but not quite touching Sorey.]

He'll tell us not to try purifying them, I'm sure.

[monolike]

[Sorey shifts his weight, rolls his head to the side until it rests easily against Mikleo's wrist.] Yeah, probably. Seems like he likes to keep a really tight watch on things. I don't suppose I can blame him; from how he spoke, he has a lot of so-called do-gooders coming through and upsetting things. [Sorey's not pleased with the 'leave it lie' approach, but he's learned to at least tolerate it during their travels.]

[nerdeology]

[Mikleo doesn't move away; quietly, he's glad of it. He knows Sorey's all for little touches, but after dwelling inside for so long when it's not as comfortable for either of them yet, he doesn't want to crowd too much. A stupid sentiment, considering who he's with, but he can't help it.]

As long as they're not attacking or hurting anyone, we don't have a choice. Any further fighting it could cause would be worse than the malevolence, and could end up generating more.

[monolike]

You're right. [Of course. And it does help that Sorey can feel Mikleo's frustration right alongside his own.] There's little we can do about this without getting innocent people wrapped up in it.

[nerdeology]

...It's too different here.

[Mikleo's quiet for a moment, then his hands clench into fists around the sheets.]

Back home, we knew what we had to do, and we did it.

[monolike]

We had some complications back home, too. [Sorey nudges Mikleo with his shoulder and laces his hands over his stomach.] A lot of the same ones. Nobody knows who we are here yet, so nobody trusts us to help. All that means is that we have to show people we're trustworthy, right?

If everyone comes to know us as people who can help, they'll let us. People in pain don't want to stay that way, so...we just have to work hard to earn their trust.

[nerdeology]

I never thought I'd miss the hellions.

[It's not quite petulant; he's supposed to be the mature one. Still, there's an air of reluctance that's hard to shake. Sorey's right, and they both know it. Not everyone's going to just let them purify the malevolence the way Nightingale had.

He's just not as good at earning trust as Sorey is. Communication issues aside, the discomfort that comes from being around the malevolence has already caused awkwardness.

With a quiet sigh, he leans to the side until he drops down onto the bed, his back to Sorey's shoulder. He's got no argument, and no desire to think one up.]

...We'll keep trying.