Mikleo sat alone in his room at Alisha's manor, where the team was recuperating after the final battle with Heldalf. Alisha reported she could faintly see them, and Rose gave Mikleo a slight nod when he turned to her, afterwards he wanted to be alone, lugging random objects at any intruders, staring bitterly at his fist the whole time, until the door opened again.580Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMBjVllAIZ3
He reached for the plate that had been left outside the door, which he eventually took with him when he was sure no one would be in the hall, and started to wind back before Edna stopped him with her glare.
"Don't you dare, Meebo." she ordered, tossing a box of tissues at him. She sat next to him and sighed, "Well, let's get this over with."
"Get what over?" he snapped, "It already is over."
"There's a saying about how war has a way of sticking around with people, you're still fighting, aren't you? Fighting the your own feelings, it's stupid."
"What do you think you know about me?!" Mikleo yelled, tears stinging his eyes.
"I think I know enough about losing a brother!" Edna roared back, jumping off the side of the bed, grabbing a handful of his hair to make him look up at her own watery eyes, "You didn't already forget that, did you? The night I accepted my brother's fate...go ahead, pretend you didn't hear me...pretend I wasn't pathetic!"
"What is this, some way to even some score?" the water seraph growled.
"Yes...yes, it is, actually," Edna moved her handful of hair to the right, turning Mikleo's face with it as she released it, "you were there for me, you all were, and now I'm going to get you back for it, but especially him."
"Sorey?" Mikleo whispered.
"Yeah, he'd tell me, 'Be nice to Mikleo, Edna, he's been through a lot today', and then you'd say we all have, and then I'd poke you both."
"How does this help anything?" Mikleo sighed.
"Because, I'll finally listen to him, but only because he can't really help you from here," Edna sat down again, stared at the mirror that didn't reflect the seraphim as she continued, "you can cry, if you want to...Lailah tried to mommy me to death that night, and said something about how it's good for the heart."
"Crying?" Mikleo sniffled, intent on not following the advice.
"Yeah, something sappy about airing out the pain and just...indulging until the sorrow gets cried out of you." Edna shrugged, "I guess it was her way of telling me she wouldn't think less of me for crying on her for...I don't know, thirty minutes?"
"An hour." Mikleo retorted, and was rewarded with a smack to the shoulder, "Ow! Anyways, you cried on Lailah?"
"She made me do it...something about halving a burden or something."
"She says a lot of things." Mikleo sighed.
"Yeah...I guess there's no harm trying, but if this is going to work, you have to stop fighting." Edna closed her eyes and grumbled quietly as Mikleo rested his forehead on her scalp, sobbing quietly, and she patted his back, a lot more gently than she was used to, "There, there...let it all out." she sighed.
Edna let Mikleo down and tugged him until he was laying down properly, then dropped a blanket over him and stretched her back. Staring at him, she thought again to her own brother and sighed, "This never gets easier...just further away."
"Edna?" Edna stood upright and turned to find Lailah standing in the hallway, "I she alright?"
"He will be...he had a good...cleansing, he just needs to sleep now." Edna slunk pass Lailah before the fire seraph could ask more questions, while Mikleo dreamed of days long passed, and the ruins they had yet to visit, Mikleo would visit them all for Sorey one day.
ANs: Well, Rob, hope you liked this...and yes, I realized I made this one before that OTHER story, that'll be up later.
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