Yeah. [Nods a couple of times, tentative but honest, sounding a little watery still.] Yeah, always.
[He closes his eyes, lets himself feel everything Shiro seems to be trying to express to him, understanding the effort of it, even though he couldn't begin to fathom the full extent of where those feelings run now. The shaky exhale that leaves him this time is less on edge, but somehow no less overcome anyway, from those very feelings, from the gentleness of his gestures. Like this, he feels utterly surrounded in it, and it's so much.]