Some time from now, Sorey will look back on this conversation as the moment when he began to suspect something was wrong. He'll agonize over it, think back to the way the malak's fists curl tight, the way his head bows, beautiful hair brushing the sides of the mask. He'll try desperately to recall the way his voice had tripped over the words, halted and unsure, but still somehow desperate.
Today, all he feels is a twinge of confusion, a hint of something not quite right. If this malak was made just for him, he wouldn't have anything to remember. Right?
"...okay," Sorey says finally, before smiling down at him and resting a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. We'll take things slow, and maybe we can figure it out together. So...would you please walk with me?"
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Date: 2017-04-02 08:23 pm (UTC)Today, all he feels is a twinge of confusion, a hint of something not quite right. If this malak was made just for him, he wouldn't have anything to remember. Right?
"...okay," Sorey says finally, before smiling down at him and resting a hand on his shoulder. "It's okay. We'll take things slow, and maybe we can figure it out together. So...would you please walk with me?"