[ Gradually, he feels a sort of itch in the back of his head that grows the more he pays attention to it. It's Black, he realizes belatedly; Black's slowly creeping down their connection, strengthening it. It's not enough to pilot her, but it's enough he gets flickers, flashes of her intent and what she wants them to do.
Keith must be getting it too, the way he's phrasing all of this. In his mind, there's the slow, steady pulse of satisfaction. Keith's right; this is what she wants and she's able to communicate it to both of them.
What are you trying to do? he asks her and doesn't get a response, which isn't a surprise.
Rather than protest, he presses back into the chair and slides it back a little bit so Keith's legs can fit. ]
She let me in enough to tell me the same thing. Uh. I guess just--
[ Please, god, just let his body not betray him right now. ]
shiro internally; is now a bad time to mention i sometimes get hard with how cool it is piloting vo-
Keith must be getting it too, the way he's phrasing all of this. In his mind, there's the slow, steady pulse of satisfaction. Keith's right; this is what she wants and she's able to communicate it to both of them.
What are you trying to do? he asks her and doesn't get a response, which isn't a surprise.
Rather than protest, he presses back into the chair and slides it back a little bit so Keith's legs can fit. ]
She let me in enough to tell me the same thing. Uh. I guess just--
[ Please, god, just let his body not betray him right now. ]