[Shiro might be trying to find refuge in the corner of the transport, but space means very little in the wake the newfound mental connection of broodmates, as deep and unsettling as it may be. Bruce is trying to stay focused, to quiet his mind and the thoughts and sensation that threaten to penetrate his concentration at all sides. His success so far has been mediocre at best, and when Shiro moves to clear his head of trepidation, Bruce feels nothing but. As if what he is pushing away is rolling across to him, like waves on a shoreline, faces and experiences he doesn't recognize.
It's the last thing he needs; and though it's difficult to rebuke a man who is clearly trying his best to keep his mind under control, Bruce has to say something. Shiro will probably feel a flare of the presence of Bruce (if he hasn't been already) when the man speaks up. He's trying to radiate focus and control, though the foundations are shakier than usual.]
What's the only way?
[Conversation, maybe, might take his mind off of what plagues him.]
25; transport
It's the last thing he needs; and though it's difficult to rebuke a man who is clearly trying his best to keep his mind under control, Bruce has to say something. Shiro will probably feel a flare of the presence of Bruce (if he hasn't been already) when the man speaks up. He's trying to radiate focus and control, though the foundations are shakier than usual.]
What's the only way?
[Conversation, maybe, might take his mind off of what plagues him.]