This has gone the exact opposite of what Shoto thought it was going to and all the same his eyes fall on Hawks as he gives him instructions. There's no problem with his hand being instructed and reverently he listens to the silent commands, not trying to take the hand away. If anything, it's not only Endeavor that owes that debt for taking care of his son, it's the son as well.

Shoto's eyes look from the feathers to Hawks' face even as he turns and then back to the feathers, frowning lightly at the instructions. Not so much that he's been instructed to, but he's aware of... His chest raises and gently falls again, a sighed breath as he picks one of the ironically red feathers. "It's Kirishima." He really, really hopes that there's no room for judgment. "I miss him."