“… THANKS , SLAV. I’LL MAKE SURE TO keep that in mind.” sarcasm dripped from shiro’s words while the man grimaced. his head still ached , and the throbbing pressure between his temples did little to ease shiro of his INCREASINGLY SHORT FUSE.
even still , shiro let out a slow breath , listening to the air whistle out from between his teeth. grey eyes darted towards the bytor , HESITANCE bearing pause on his lips and UNCERTAINTY flickering - for just a second - within the contour of his stoic expression.
“you don’t actually think they don’t trust me , do you?”
“Hm? No, no, I believe that they trust you. ---Of course, I can’t say that I know how their minds work, not exactly, anyway. Though I have been conducting some studies to learn more about human physiology, and while my opportunities are limited with how primitive your species is, as it only gives me you Paladins as subjects, I’ve already learned a great deal!! In fact, I could use your--”
Slav cuts himself off in the middle of what was certain to be a much longer spiel, possibly expanding on to yet another tangent had he kept going, when his eyes return to Shiro’s face. Oh. Right, they were talking about something else before. There’s a moment’s pause where he simply stares at the Paladin, but soon enough he’s clearing his throat and resting his topmost hands on his sides.
“---Yes. I’m getting off the topic. As I was saying, these Paladins of yours follow you into battle, regardless of the infinite possible horrible events that could befall them. Foolish, yes, but an indicator of trust. As with all things however, trust can alter. The probability of this occurring increases as treatment of a person is modified and regarded as negative.”