[ Though Sorey smiles, it doesn't help with her nerves bundling up. Wanting to make light of the situation of something that sounds just as she thinks- a joke. But it's not, Sorey is serious. Something you expect in movies happening in reality.. Her hands clasp together in front of her, almost too tightly that her knuckles bear white.

But she listens. To hear of strange things happening without her knowledge until now, that everything isn't as.. good as it supposedly was. It's a bit scary. Scary enough to want to block out and ignore. To pretend things are actually still going well.

However, if there's threats and someone taunting them.. isn't it all the more better to listen and learn everything? She doesn't know what to think about the idea of having memories belonging to someone else. Isn't this her life, after all? The life she's grown up to have... to bear.

Yet when Sorey mentions Mikleo's eyes does she visibly flinch. Thinking on it now, of course she realizes the difference. When she speaks her voice is quiet, small, as her head lowers a little with a puzzled look. ]

Of course they're blue! They.. they have to be blue. When he was born, when I held him in my arms.. [ Those soft blue eyes staring up at her with such a watery gaze. It's a memory she never wants to forget. ] Are they not contacts..?

[ That had been the thought now that she thinks about it. Was that not the case? How does someone explain a sudden eye color change? ] ..You believe this all to be true then? [ Not that she wants to doubt Sorey, but all of this is so sudden. It's happening a bit too quickly for her comfort. ] I do not mean to sound as though I do not believe you, Sorey. It's just...

[ Hard to grasp onto right at this moment. Nothing has yet happen to her, after all. ]