[Sorey's about to automatically deny it, too used to being coddled by his seraphim friends (maybe there's something novel about engaging in human activities, like humoring a child afraid of the monsters under their bed) but there's something...different in Dezel's tone. More considering. More unsure.]
Well. [Sorey tips his chair back on two legs, rocking.] I'd like the company. I've spent an awful lot of time sleeping by myself.
[It's made it hard for him waking up, actually. Sometimes in that moment between awareness and sleep, he'd thought for sure he was back on that stone slab, unable to move for another thousand years. Highkey unsettling.]
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Well. [Sorey tips his chair back on two legs, rocking.] I'd like the company. I've spent an awful lot of time sleeping by myself.
[It's made it hard for him waking up, actually. Sometimes in that moment between awareness and sleep, he'd thought for sure he was back on that stone slab, unable to move for another thousand years. Highkey unsettling.]