[Sorey's right. They were kids, but it doesn't stop Mikleo's heart from breaking every time it pops into his mind late at night.

His hair being let down and feeling his best friend run his fingers in it does help steady his breathing a bit. It helps, despite the soft, broken whimper. Mikleo clings a little more tightly to Sorey, shaking his head.]

I shouldn't have looked at my phone until I got home. [He stutters a little shakily through his words, but he pushes on.] I should've done what Minako suggested and called you.

[Mikleo thought he'd be fine enough to get home on his own. Only now does it sink in that his dazed state might've been a danger to him. He takes a shaky breath.]

I'm...I'm glad you're here, now.