I guess so, but I still can't complain much. It's like I still get to live out all my childhood dreams, except with a lot more grim reality and being an adult. Good stuff, right?

[ A little dark, maybe, but it's still helping him feel a lot more at ease. But as soon as Matt's starting to feel relaxed, Shiro has to go and ask that and his heart is pounding in his chest again.

Oh god. This conversation is really happening.

He enters the kitchen as he figures out how to proceed, but he guesses that in the end, all he can really do is tell the truth. ... If he can actually get it out of himself. ]

I guess... My honest answer is whatever you want. I know that's not very confidence-inspiring and it sounds like I'm putting everything on you, but I'm not, and I can explain. I just... need a minute.

[ He feels younger, suddenly, like how he was before he managed to find his self-confidence. He helps himself to a glass of water and drinks, almost finishing it off in one gulp, but the way the cold hits his sense helps a lot, and he sets the cup down and exhales. ]

Sorry about that. I'm okay now. So, uh, like I was saying...

[ This sucks. He kind of wishes he could press fast forward so he didn't have to hear himself talking. He's grown so much, but apparently, he can't get rid of the Holt family trait of nervous rambling. ]