His ears shift then he makes a chuffing sound that’s a laugh. That cynicism is something that strikes a cord with him. He clears the dirt and glances around. People are giving them a wide berth but,

He frowns. ’Look. It looks like people are starting to snap out of it.’

Sure enough when Marco looks someone picks up a cellphone and unlocks it. Shiro walks to the side as someone else takes off their helmet and complains about to their friend. The friend slides on their glasses. Shiro looks to Marco. ’I’m going to change back.’