[ nine is a wonderful number. impressive. satisfying. pro… portional? sure. shiro doesn’t put the pieces together right off the bat though. those transmitted thoughts taper off and shiro frowns at the omittance. because of…? because of what? but then keith is telling him to get a move on and shiro goes about obliging. ]
Right. [ adjusting his grip, he gently handles him on both sides of his miniature body and lifts him up. holding high, he steadies him there near the doorframe where one antler has stuck itself into the wood.
one, two, no -- give him four ticks and then: click. ] Oh. You picked nine because… [ he does the exact same thing. one because and he’s trailing off, part amused, part reluctant to spell it out. though, he does laugh soon after. ]
That really made an impression on you, huh. [ voice teasing and his smile a touch sly. look, he’s stuck in a door -- he has to take a win when he can. ]
the rp police. you've become what you hate.
Right. [ adjusting his grip, he gently handles him on both sides of his miniature body and lifts him up. holding high, he steadies him there near the doorframe where one antler has stuck itself into the wood.
one, two, no -- give him four ticks and then: click. ] Oh. You picked nine because… [ he does the exact same thing. one because and he’s trailing off, part amused, part reluctant to spell it out. though, he does laugh soon after. ]
That really made an impression on you, huh. [ voice teasing and his smile a touch sly. look, he’s stuck in a door -- he has to take a win when he can. ]