[Sorey has a feeling that if he suggests Dezel just leave him here until he's recovered he'll get his behind kicked all the way to Gododdin, so he obediently slides his arms over Dezel's shoulders and tries not to feel too infantalized when Dezel hefts him up onto his back like he weighs nothing. They're not too different in size; Dezel is a scant handful of inches taller and a corresponding few pounds heavier, but he's strong and it shows.
Hopefully it's not too childish for him to hide his face against Dezel's shoulder. Mikleo's carried him before, there's no reason for this...]
Dezel, [he starts haltingly. It's the most obvious question he should've asked first that he hadn't, because he'd been half-afraid of the answer.] Are any of the others...?
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Hopefully it's not too childish for him to hide his face against Dezel's shoulder. Mikleo's carried him before, there's no reason for this...]
Dezel, [he starts haltingly. It's the most obvious question he should've asked first that he hadn't, because he'd been half-afraid of the answer.] Are any of the others...?