And for a family, I guess that makes me some kind of space uncle?

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His lie to Pidge will be discussed later on. Shiro told Kuro of the truth earlier on simply because he didn’t know where in time they were. Or if they’d even remember anything of it once things moved forward. Does he regret telling the other man? No. But he’ll still want to talk to him at some point to explain some of his misgivings about just opening up about the future with no regard to what could happen.

As for the other aspect of Kuro fearing Shiro hated him and didn’t want him around, well… he doesn’t know how else to make his intentions any clearer. And since Kuro has all of Shiro’s memories, and up until recently had though he was Shiro in his entirety, he should know more than anyone else that Shiro doesn’t hate him. There are very few people that the Black Paladin actually hates. Though Sendak verges very close to that line… in the end, if the Galra had been lying wounded and about to fall to his death, Shiro would have attempted to help him. Might have taken the man begging for help, but he still would’ve reached for him. Haggar and Zarkon, on the other hand… That’s a question Shiro doesn’t really want to ask himself. All things said, however, Kuro should know that Shiro doesn’t hate easily. And certainly doesn’t hate him.

Regarding the other man’s potential death so as to house this time’s Shiro… Again, something Shiro will have to speak to Allura and Kuro about privately. He really doesn’t think Kuro runs any risk of being used for that purpose, now that he’s been freed from Haggar’s control and just started on his new life. But that also means they have to find some way to help Shiro from this time as well. The only way he can think to do that is to procure another clone body from the facility. One that hasn’t yet been activated beyond its normal biological functions. It won’t be easy and Shiro himself feels unnerved about going into that place, seeing so many of himself floating within the violet tanks, and then having to… “pick” one to be the host for his own consciousness from inside Black. Ugh, the idea even now is unsettling, but he’ll have to confront that later. Simply put, Kuro won’t be killed. No matter how many times Shiro has to tell that to his face to get him to maybe almost believe it.

But right now, Shiro’s quickly stepping forward and putting an arm around Kuro’s chest to keep him from falling onto his face, bodily swinging the other man to lean against him. “Okay, big guy. That’s enough excitement for you today.” Shiro gets that “condition” his brother says and part of him wants to heave a sigh and smack him for it. To think the guy still believes Shiro’s going to just sneak up and merge him without a word. Maybe some of that influence of Haggar is still sitting inside him, bringing those kinds of bitter thoughts. It’s disappointing, but Shiro can’t blame him for it. He lets the depressing statement slide and doesn’t rise to it. Kuro’s exhausted and his mind’s frazzled right now. He can be forgiven for having his emotions going all haywire for a while.

Mentally agreeing with Lance’s statement about leaving the other man to rest for as long as he needs, Shiro nods to the other Paladins. “We will. I promise.” Visiting with each one of them. With that, he… decides it’s easier to just scoop Kuro up bridal style and carry him that way, rather than try to get the sleeping man to ride on his back. He leaves the room, carrying his brother with a quiet expression on his face. So many things to think about and ask, plan and talk about, a future unsure and strange, but promising all the same. Walking the halls gives him time to think on a few things, some he wants to dwell on, some he doesn’t. It brings a sense of nostalgia around as well, since in his time, the Castle of Lions had been sacrificed to correct the ruptures in the universe Lotor’s mech had caused. He missed this place… even though he personally hadn’t set foot in these halls in a very long time. It feels strange, since he’d died before the ship was destroyed, but didn’t regain his physical form until after it was gone. Like walking through his own memories.

Even found his room without a problem.

Shiro deftly makes work of Kuro’s armor, but leaves it at that. Doesn’t want the other man waking up in a pair of boxers and nothing else. Awkward… He rests his brother on the bed and fetches a washcloth. Dampens it enough with cool water, then focuses on wiping his brow and face, cleaning the grime and sweat from it. It’s just something he can do for him while he sleeps. Afterwards, Shiro kneels by the side of his bed and rests his head on his folded arm, metal hand holding onto his brother’s. He promised he’d be here with him to watch over his sleep. And that’s exactly what he’s going to do. Even if he ends up falling asleep himself a few hours later.