[Mikleo assumes that the words and names coming out of Sorey's mouth are due to the fever, though he's not sure why his name crops up so often. The seraph does note that it seems that the god relaxes just as much around him as vice-versa. Though, he's unsure what it means exactly, especially given how the brunet leans into his hand like that.
Well, at least it seems to be helping him. The worst of the fever seems to be finally breaking, but it might come back. Mikleo's hoping against that, now that he's finally getting Sorey's fever under control.
Once he hears Sorey speak up, he closes the Celestial Record and sets it aside. Mikleo walks over, smiling slightly.]
Hey. You're looking a bit better.
[Again, Mikleo puts the back of his hand against the god's cheek to check his temperature.]
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Well, at least it seems to be helping him. The worst of the fever seems to be finally breaking, but it might come back. Mikleo's hoping against that, now that he's finally getting Sorey's fever under control.
Once he hears Sorey speak up, he closes the Celestial Record and sets it aside. Mikleo walks over, smiling slightly.]
Hey. You're looking a bit better.
[Again, Mikleo puts the back of his hand against the god's cheek to check his temperature.]
How're you feeling?