[He knows that hint of truth to it for what it is, clear in the way it crosses his expression briefly, moving a hand to cup Shiro's hand and keep it pressed just under his jaw. He doesn't say anything but there's a gentle undercurrent of you'd never disappoint in the gesture, in the way Keith looks at him and then just smiles a little more.]
Mmm... Sounds like we match, then. [He loveeees you.]