[Sorey waits patiently for Mikleo. He doesn't remember as much as his friend does, and he's beginning to see why. He's walking a much different path than his past life did, unable to trigger those memories. Rather than wandering ruins and remembering the echoes of Sorey's past, Slade has gone in a different direction. History has become his hobby rather than his passion, his life, his career.
Despite that, or perhaps because of it, the brunet isn't going to let that stop him from reaching out and reconnecting with Mikleo. No matter their experiences in this life, he's certain that they're still the same people at their core.
So when the seraph asks for his hand, Sorey doesn't hesitate. He reaches out to take Mikleo's hand. Definitely platonic handholding, even if he is marveling to himself at how soft and familiar this feels!]
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Despite that, or perhaps because of it, the brunet isn't going to let that stop him from reaching out and reconnecting with Mikleo. No matter their experiences in this life, he's certain that they're still the same people at their core.
So when the seraph asks for his hand, Sorey doesn't hesitate. He reaches out to take Mikleo's hand. Definitely platonic handholding, even if he is marveling to himself at how soft and familiar this feels!]