[ Sorey knows it's an answer. A wordless, silent affirmation. Once more, his thumb sweeps back and forth over Mikleo's skin. ]

I know there's a ton! We can come go back more than once, if we want; not like it's going anywhere.

[ ...Maybe he shouldn't have said that. In retrospect, it dances dangerously close to some still-healing wounds, doesn't it? Plus, now it's got Sorey thinking... ]

Hey, Mikleo... when you fell asleep, was I... [ he hesitates abruptly; for once, he's not quite sure how to phrase this ] ...there?

[ That probably makes no sense. Hopefully Mikleo will know what he means. ]