I have faith that you'll run around and get sick again. [Mikleo sounds somewhat amused, at least.]

Good, and I'm willing to listen if there are any you want to talk about. [Be it positive or negative. He might as well be an emotional support in addition to being Sorey's weapon, right? Granted...he kind of doubts that Sorey will ever treat him like a tool to be used. The god doesn't seem like that type of person.

The seraph nods, somehow not surprised by how observant Sorey is.]

There's not enough information to be sure, frankly. If you want my advice?

[Mikleo decides to ask permission for that. He can't assume that his advice will be welcome, despite the personality he's seen from Sorey so far and the trust he has for him.

A small smile appears on his face.]

Well, you're not, but I could go to the Near Shore myself and report back. I can at least make myself invisible.