[A deep frown pulls Shiro's brows together and he makes a motion like he wants to cross his arms, but stops and shakes his head instead.]

I'm not familiar with it. [Dammit.]

[The suppressed fury melts into worry, and his eyes track his flying thoughts rather than what's in front of him for a moment.]

Felih... Which did he get stuck with? His past...

[He cuts himself off, afraid of giving out information Felih wants kept secret, even by implication.]

There are so many ways that could go.