[Mikleo exhales a faint sigh; he's not surprised, but at least it doesn't sound like a transparent lie this time. Sorey's been getting better at actually leaving when he needs to, rather than hovering worriedly all day. And while sometimes it's tiresome, it's not yet unwelcome. It's selfish and unspoken, but he likes having Sorey close. The room would be far too silent and lonely without him.]
Stay if you want, then. I'm going to sleep.
[Quietly he shifts over, making a proper amount of room for another body. Then, token invitation offered, he curls up beneath the covers and closes his eyes.]
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Stay if you want, then. I'm going to sleep.
[Quietly he shifts over, making a proper amount of room for another body. Then, token invitation offered, he curls up beneath the covers and closes his eyes.]