It's the cruelest thing, Yamagi knows, being equally kind to everyone around you. The very realization of that in his younger years had driven him to distraction with how unfair it was. It's taken him time and distance to figure he was the one being unfair in that one sided assumption.

It's not the time for his selfishness to rear its ugly head again.

"Oh really? Do you want them to work on me?"

He's not quite at the same level of easy confidence that shines out of Shino, but he watches the other-- the younger man now, as he pulls the laundry out for sorting, a faint smile gracing his lips.

I know you know how I feel seems too unfair an advantage for Yamagi, compounded most by five years of steeling his heart against loss. After all, this is all too new for at least one of them.