[It's not uncomfortable. If anything it's... too comfortable. Too comfortable and too familiar, and he wonders, distantly, if he didn't just dream this all. If it's not just a hallucination of the parade looped on his head again. And he can't complain...]

[There's that feeling from Sam and it sets that feeling in his chest off again. Something a little too hot. A little too fast. He's trying to breathe in, but it's shaky, and it's not until there's actual distance between them he can feel his pulse start to settle down again.]

[... was he expecting another moment like at the parade?]

No? Brain stuff aside... I don't think we had a whole "hi my name is Shiro I'm from Earth, nice to meet you, Sam" conversation yet.