[He's grateful for the touch and it shows, just a tiny bit of tension disappearing at Shiro's hand on his shoulder. After months of captivity, after isolation and harsh treatment, just a simple touch feels like heaven.]
[However, Shiro's words hit him like a ton of bricks, and while he doesn't pull away, he looks more than a bit horrified.]
I should have fought my own battle, instead of making you fight it for me. I...
[There's a tone to his words that might indicate that is something he's heard many times before. His hands ball at his sides, and he takes a breath.]
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[However, Shiro's words hit him like a ton of bricks, and while he doesn't pull away, he looks more than a bit horrified.]
I should have fought my own battle, instead of making you fight it for me. I...
[There's a tone to his words that might indicate that is something he's heard many times before. His hands ball at his sides, and he takes a breath.]
I missed you so much, Shiro.