[For a moment that seems to go on too long, Mikleo's head is lowered, an unusual posture for the way he carries himself - he isn't someone arrogantly prideful but has a certain composure to that extent, hard to compromise. In a situation like this, though? It's all there. Sorey's seen him at his bests and worsts, and perhaps that's why it may just be the most apparent to him more than anyone.
He clenches his fists and looks up at him, trying to muster enough stubbornness to keep going on. To focus on the one important thing.]