Shiro hums interestedly, frowning as he works out how to get a knot as close to the fabric as possible. "That could be interesting. It feels like there aren't a lot of... Mm. Allied groups? People have friends across groups, and some groups are larger than others, but I haven't met a lot of people yet who have been real allies, exactly. But we're all working toward the same goal. Historically speaking, more gets accomplished with a hierarchical leadership rather than a bunch of loosely aligned groups."

There! Shiro hands over the needle to Shinryu, whose colors become a little more saturated, a little more blue, and the familiar begins to deftly embroider a face on the doll. It leaves Shiro free to lean on his elbow and watch Allura work.

"What were you thinking of doing?"