"You sound a lot like me." He can't keep that smile off his face. Relieved, delighted, and warm. "Everyone tells me to try and think about what I need, too, with everything else. Not as easy as they make it sound, huh?"

Maybe that's why this is going so well? They kind of get each other, that way. Or, that's what Shiro thinks, anyway. His hand squeezes Byleth's, thumb running along the back of his hand.

"Then... guess it's my turn to say - take your time. But I uh. If this is 'yourself', then... I think I like it."

Oh. Oh uh. Kissing. Right. Yes. He can do that. He's not rusty at all.

"Right. Uh. I'm - sorry if I've forgotten how it works?"

He'll lean in though. Just... slowly.