[Ggghuhdf he's still really not gonna get used to that today or maybe ever, he thinks - shivering a little, watching him more quietly but intently when Shiro closes his eyes. For a moment his touch just lingers where his hands stay still on his face, something like unexpressed purpose to the pause.]
[...............]
[Then he shifts to sit up better, moves his hands again and lightly lets his fingertips trace over his face, no particular rhyme or reason to it, just for the sake of it... slow and taking his time, brushing along his cheeks, his temple, his closed eyes. More carefully just at the edges of the scar across his nose, too. Taking it all in, mapping out the familiar and the new details, all of it honestly... Well. You already heard him. Even beyond that, Shiro always takes his breath away and now's no exception.]