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  Things have been blessedly quiet for the past fifteen minutes or so, a welcome relief from the incessant nattering that has filled the room since Aria invited themself onto the couch unnecessarily close to him, given that the rest of it is completely empty. Genji hasn’t questioned it, certain that if he does it’ll only kick off a second round of annoying chitchat in his ear. Instead, he’s taken advantage of the silence and put his regained focus on the datapad in his hands.

It’s about halfway through filling out his report on his most recent mission that a weight falls against his shoulder, instantly tearing his gaze from the screen so that he can growl at Aria to stop touching him. …Except, when he looks over, he finds that their eyes are closed. It’s their head that has flopped against his shoulder, and a portion of their upper body leans heavily against his arm and side. Well, that explains the silence – he’s always suspected that the only time Aria shuts up is while they’re asleep.

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                       aria is .  .  . keen. an air of sentimentality he’s not accustomed to. in truth he hadn’t counted on it —— never even gave it a passing thought. but now he’s faced with the question, he weighs his options, and is faced with a second; why would they? for what reason? glaz shoots a glance, that ever-deadpan stare of his, like there’s nothing beneath the stiffness of his gaze when in actuality there’s a universe of his own tucked away in a guarded, cerebral pocket.

          ‘ —— i don’t know. ’    spoken with conviction because he doesn’t know. a job is nothing more than a job. they’re from different places, different worlds, he can’t think of a single thing to lay the foundation for common ground. or maybe he’s not trying hard enough. he does it with everyone who’s ever crossed paths with him; and he knows it. but he can’t stop himself. not for anyone.      ‘ i wouldn’t count on it. ’

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     “ Probably. ”

  He hasn’t realized until they point it out, but it’s been over a day since the bandages wrapped over his shoulder have been changed out. Undoubtedly, he would have carried on without realizing if Aria hadn’t said anything, until… Well, until someone else said something or he had to check in with medical staff. While he’s grateful that they mentioned it, let alone even remembered, it does take Shiro by surprise that they say ‘we.’ Wrapping his own shoulder is not a particularly easy task, of course, but he can’t say that he would have ever expected that Aria might help him with such a thing without so much as being asked. Granted, there’s some undeniable annoyance in their tone of voice, but that’s always present except when they’re drunk.

     “ I can do it myself, ”  he assures them, providing them with an out, should they not actually want to assist. The reminder is already more than they need offer. Remaining in his seat, Shiro grasps the hem of his shirt and pauses, contemplating for a moment going somewhere private to take care of this. It hasn’t occurred to him until right that second that accepting any help with his bandages means removing his shirt and revealing the disgusting patchwork of scars that covers his body – more than enough to make him second-guess whether he actually wants help. …But with his shoulder injured the way it is, moving his left arm too much is painful, and then there’s the difficulty of having to bandage what he can’t even see with only one hand—

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