[Leans into his hand, as if he senses the uncertainty and wanting to dispel it somehow. He likewise remembers all too clearly how he made Shiro flinch, restrain from his cold demeanor, and it makes him want to shudder from the reminder alone, hoping never cause something of the sort again.]
Yeah. [He agrees with him quietly after a pause of letting the tension in his own shoulders pass enough.] There's no... it can't be me, not really, not if I don't know you in every way that you know me. I know that's how it's meant to be.