[ That's weird, is Shiro... blushing? Aoba can't really tell in the dim nighttime light. Maybe it's just his scar. He shouldn't stare.

Whatever it is, he's going a little red himself. ]

Um, well, it's... easier to talk about using my abilities here than it would have been at home. We're all a little different now, thanks to the Nest. So, everyone kind of understands on some level.

[ It's meant to be encouraging. Shiro would dang well know about aliens making their own adjustments now wouldn't he. ]

Well, get some rest soon. Goodnight, Shiro.

[ With a small wave and a turn, he pockets his hands in his jacket again and heads back inside. ]