When Keith ignored the question, looking freaked out, Shiro dropped the necklace and held out his hands, trying to reassure Keith that he wasn't angry or trying to hurt him. It was another moment before he realised that Keith was trying to speak with him telepathically. It wasn't working this time and Keith's face furrowed into a frown. Shiro watched him drawing intensely and frowned, trying to understand.

He smiled lightly at his depiction of the 'mind waves' coming from Keith's head to Shiro's in the drawings and linked the emotions instantly. Shiro nodded. When he had been starting to learn the same thing had happened to him. His emotions had controlled everything. He nodded and tapped his chest, [i]'Me too.'[/i] He pointed to the waves that were managing to get across the two people in the drawings and pointed to himself, then squeezed his eyes shut and held his head, like he was really concentrating. For him now, it was purely concentration. If he worked hard, he could talk telepathically, but if he didn't work hard enough the link wasn't established. He then pointed to the big cross that Keith had drawn and pointed to himself again, then yawned dramatically before shaking his head and pointing again to the links that Keith had drawn. When Shiro was tired, he struggled to make the link.

He drew a mermaid, a normal one, and drew the lines like Keith, then crossed them out. He then drew a smaller, but more whispy looking mermaid - a siren - and drew lots of lines from it's head. Finally, he pointed to the mermaid and made the concentration face. He pointed to the siren and made a complacent face, then waved his hand around to show that they were able to do it whenever they liked. It all depended on whether or not Keith knew about sirens, but he hoped it shed a little light on the matter.