[All of the air seems to be sucked out of his lungs as he stares at Shiro. That's... not possible. Shiro isn't joking either, there's a tickle in the back of his mind that tells him Shiro isn't joking. Shiro doesn't know any of it past the hub. The two of them are practically strangers, little more than acquaintances, but he can't bring himself to believe it.
Or, rather, doesn't want to believe it. Despite leaving the paladins of his own volition, despite emotionally distancing himself the best he could, he couldn't deny that they were a family he always wanted, needed even. Without them and the Blades both, he feels adrift and he can't tell Shiro any of it.]
How? [Though Shiro already answered this question.] Are you dead, too?
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Or, rather, doesn't want to believe it. Despite leaving the paladins of his own volition, despite emotionally distancing himself the best he could, he couldn't deny that they were a family he always wanted, needed even. Without them and the Blades both, he feels adrift and he can't tell Shiro any of it.]
How? [Though Shiro already answered this question.] Are you dead, too?