[Mikleo was fine just not... pushing or anything, but then he gets a bit of Sorey's backstory, and he can't help feeling awful about it. Clearly he's caught on. That was just one thing he remembered; Sorey's mind was as quick as Mikleo's own, even if his kindness and unassuming manner gave a different impression. Sometimes Sorey took a different path but he'd come back with his own answer. The right answer.
But, reading all of this, it's sincere and it makes Mikleo ache in a way he isn't expecting. He covers his mouth and tries not to make too much noise, because Jun might hear something on the other side of the wall they share and get concerned.]
I never said anything about not wanting to get to know you.
[Honestly...]
There's still a possibility that we're mistaken. Maybe we're confusing each other for other people. But in the off chance that we're right, I need you to know something.
In that other world, Mikleo was fine waiting for as long as it took. If that meant twenty years, forty years, eighty years... three hundred... It didn't faze him. He always believed that they would meet again, and carried that promise in his heart.
[He's glad for text because he sure as hell cannot speak right now.]
When people are reborn as seraphim, they don't usually remember anything from their previous lives. Their personality and the things they like and dislike can carry over, but the rest is a clean slate.
[haha see what he did there]
So not only was Mikleo prepared to wait, but he was prepared to be forgotten. It was a small price to pay to have his best friend back—to see him safe, and happy, and able to live in the world he helped save.
It's never been about the memories. It's about your happiness, and realizing your dream.
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But, reading all of this, it's sincere and it makes Mikleo ache in a way he isn't expecting. He covers his mouth and tries not to make too much noise, because Jun might hear something on the other side of the wall they share and get concerned.]
I never said anything about not wanting to get to know you.
[Honestly...]
There's still a possibility that we're mistaken. Maybe we're confusing each other for other people. But in the off chance that we're right, I need you to know something.
In that other world, Mikleo was fine waiting for as long as it took. If that meant twenty years, forty years, eighty years... three hundred... It didn't faze him. He always believed that they would meet again, and carried that promise in his heart.
[He's glad for text because he sure as hell cannot speak right now.]
When people are reborn as seraphim, they don't usually remember anything from their previous lives. Their personality and the things they like and dislike can carry over, but the rest is a clean slate.
[haha see what he did there]
So not only was Mikleo prepared to wait, but he was prepared to be forgotten. It was a small price to pay to have his best friend back—to see him safe, and happy, and able to live in the world he helped save.
It's never been about the memories. It's about your happiness, and realizing your dream.