[Sorey bites his bottom lip. He doesn't want to think about losing his resonance and not being able to see or hear Mikleo. The thought terrifies him, actually. His look softens when Mikleo catches his eyes, though.]
I don't think I could handle it. But more than that, I don't think you could handle me. I'd whine and whine and whine-- I won't even try to deny it.
I usually carry my journal on me, too. Or the Celestial Record-- I always had that in the past.
[He holds Mikleo that much tighter. That's some dry laughter there, Mikleo.]
I hate that we have to think about what we'd do in that situation, but the reality is that it's always possible. We could be separated or lose our powers at any time, though it'd only be temporary. It... it would still feel like forever.
[Mikleo bites his lip at that observation. It's not like he can deny it.]
It'd be...weird. You not perceiving me, I mean. Considering the last time we were separated? I can only imagine that you losing your resonance would be even worse for both of us.
... Yeah. I've had you by my side basically my whole life.
[He falls silent for a moment and just... nuzzles into all that hair, because he can. It's warm and soft and not unlike hugging a cloud, so he's going to indulge himself a bit here.]
I've already had to say goodbye once. I refuse to put you through that again.
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I don't think I could handle it. But more than that, I don't think you could handle me. I'd whine and whine and whine-- I won't even try to deny it.
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I don't think I'd be much better, to be perfectly honest. At least in this day and age, I can send you texts to tell you if I'm okay.
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[He holds Mikleo that much tighter. That's some dry laughter there, Mikleo.]
I hate that we have to think about what we'd do in that situation, but the reality is that it's always possible. We could be separated or lose our powers at any time, though it'd only be temporary. It... it would still feel like forever.
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[Mikleo bites his lip at that observation. It's not like he can deny it.]
It'd be...weird. You not perceiving me, I mean. Considering the last time we were separated? I can only imagine that you losing your resonance would be even worse for both of us.
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[He falls silent for a moment and just... nuzzles into all that hair, because he can. It's warm and soft and not unlike hugging a cloud, so he's going to indulge himself a bit here.]
I've already had to say goodbye once. I refuse to put you through that again.