[Pidge will get the wink. Shiro's got the message recording. He doesn't know when he'll get to make another and - he needs this. He needs to see her face and hear her voice. So he'll share her wink with Pidge.
But the rest of her conversation is just for him.
He smiles at her admonishment.]
I like the special treatment. Can't get enough of it.
[And then he laughs a sound and shakes his head. But his human hand rises. Taps the breast plate of his armor. And the move is casual and yet - cherishing. A subconscious motion that gives away that something's precious to him. Something important.]
It feels pretty good to wear. [He doesn't mind admitting it. He feels comfortable in the armor. Secure. It's a bit like having Black's approval wrapped around him. His eyes flick over her, head to toe that he can see in the monitor and his voice softens and, just a little, rings back to soldiers in the trenches of a hundred wars, far away and wanting news from home.]
no subject
But the rest of her conversation is just for him.
He smiles at her admonishment.]
I like the special treatment. Can't get enough of it.
[And then he laughs a sound and shakes his head. But his human hand rises. Taps the breast plate of his armor. And the move is casual and yet - cherishing. A subconscious motion that gives away that something's precious to him. Something important.]
It feels pretty good to wear. [He doesn't mind admitting it. He feels comfortable in the armor. Secure. It's a bit like having Black's approval wrapped around him. His eyes flick over her, head to toe that he can see in the monitor and his voice softens and, just a little, rings back to soldiers in the trenches of a hundred wars, far away and wanting news from home.]
How are you, Hana?