[Shiro may be more like him than Wash initially realized...which may or may not be a good thing.]
[But Wash shrugs, puts his hand on Shiro's proffered arm, and concentrates.]
[For Shiro, the memory should change, sharpening and clarifying in his mind. The colors are brighter; the sounds are clearer; details he may have overlooked are now plain as day, but not so obtrusive as to be overwhelming. The memory is fresh, like it happened yesterday instead of months ago.]
[Wash...sees nothing. After a short while, he takes his hand off Shiro's arm and shrugs haplessly.]
no subject
[Shiro may be more like him than Wash initially realized...which may or may not be a good thing.]
[But Wash shrugs, puts his hand on Shiro's proffered arm, and concentrates.]
[For Shiro, the memory should change, sharpening and clarifying in his mind. The colors are brighter; the sounds are clearer; details he may have overlooked are now plain as day, but not so obtrusive as to be overwhelming. The memory is fresh, like it happened yesterday instead of months ago.]
[Wash...sees nothing. After a short while, he takes his hand off Shiro's arm and shrugs haplessly.]
I got nothing.