[The way he looks damn near makes him shudder for real, recognizing it both from his own experience and just instinctively from Shiro's tells. It coils into anxiety in his stomach, enough for him to turn his back to Adam more and instead put his other hand on Shiro's shoulder, the opposite of the one where he's gripping his hand. Stay here. Please.]
Yeah. [He nods, a little haltingly, trying to push past the dread of any implications and just... hope he's right. This can't make sense.] He's not. He shouldn't be.