[ yeah, buddy, enjoy free rein of keith; it won’t last much longer. shiro just needs to be patient, wait for keith to look his way and – there, shiro strengthens his smile. keith steps closer and it feels a little like a victory… until such juvenile delight is squashed under the weight of keith’s words. some of it he knows, some he doesn’t. the big stuff? yeah. it’s the smaller details that he hasn’t gleaned over the months, like angel taking the body apart or there being a piece of paper and amulet, that they kept…? who has those now?
he intends to ask. even if keith is mimicking shiro’s signature move of downplaying, to then gloss over the magnitude of the discovery, shiro realizes that there’s much more to suss out here, especially given keith’s mounting fear.
… but keith’s distracting in other ways, too. he positions himself right in front of shiro, only to circle back to the other dilemma that shiro would very much like to figure out first. the space wolf tilts his head, watching. shiro sees him do it, a little fuzzy on the edge of his vision, there, over keith’s shoulder; shiro’s gaze stays squarely on keith though. ]
Hope so.
[ his voice pitches with a lightness that doesn’t fit the seriousness of the situation. what’s he going to do if they can’t touch without unintentionally inflicting pain on each other? it’s temporary. maybe? hopefully? well, best to run another experiment before he gets too far ahead of himself, yeah?
briefly, he looks to keith’s hand, before catching keith’s gaze again. arms loose at his sides and all of him lax, aside from the continued pinched of his metal fingers around the rim of the ramen cup, shiro drops all semblance of defense in offer. ]
no subject
he intends to ask. even if keith is mimicking shiro’s signature move of downplaying, to then gloss over the magnitude of the discovery, shiro realizes that there’s much more to suss out here, especially given keith’s mounting fear.
… but keith’s distracting in other ways, too. he positions himself right in front of shiro, only to circle back to the other dilemma that shiro would very much like to figure out first. the space wolf tilts his head, watching. shiro sees him do it, a little fuzzy on the edge of his vision, there, over keith’s shoulder; shiro’s gaze stays squarely on keith though. ]
Hope so.
[ his voice pitches with a lightness that doesn’t fit the seriousness of the situation. what’s he going to do if they can’t touch without unintentionally inflicting pain on each other? it’s temporary. maybe? hopefully? well, best to run another experiment before he gets too far ahead of himself, yeah?
briefly, he looks to keith’s hand, before catching keith’s gaze again. arms loose at his sides and all of him lax, aside from the continued pinched of his metal fingers around the rim of the ramen cup, shiro drops all semblance of defense in offer. ]
However you like. Hit me with it.