[Sorey can understand that this is extremely important to the both of them. He needs to try to remember, and to be honest with Mikleo.
A second name, something secret... A true name, perhaps? That rings familiar in his mind, and the shard of a memory comes to mind. Two words whispered in his ear like a secret to be kept only between them. A secret to engrave on his heart and take it to his grave.
But he doesn't remember what it is. It slips out of his hand like water, making him feel a lot lonelier than before. Sorey takes a moment to compose himself enough to text back a response.]
He has a true name. I remember him telling it to me, but trying to remember what it is escapes me.
I'm sorry, I really wish I could tell you more definitively.
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A second name, something secret... A true name, perhaps? That rings familiar in his mind, and the shard of a memory comes to mind. Two words whispered in his ear like a secret to be kept only between them. A secret to engrave on his heart and take it to his grave.
But he doesn't remember what it is. It slips out of his hand like water, making him feel a lot lonelier than before. Sorey takes a moment to compose himself enough to text back a response.]
He has a true name. I remember him telling it to me, but trying to remember what it is escapes me.
I'm sorry, I really wish I could tell you more definitively.