Rin hung back a bit, near the door, watching Yukio from behind. He didn't have to see his brother's face to know what it looked like. His reaction had pretty much been the same, minus the utter, pained silence that followed it that noise.

Shiro speaking, though, did urge him out of the doorway. He moved closer, but kept enough distance to let Yukio work unhindered.

He did share a look with him, though.

How much should they tell? How much was going to get them killed, and how much was going to actually save them?