That hopeful, earnest expression of his seems to crumble, even as Shiro does his best to school it back into something less obvious. Not his crew, then. It doesn't sound hopeless, though, from what Angel says. Shiro doesn't know any Fearless. He takes a deep breath, then looks back up.

"Yeah, maybe." The smile he shoots up at Angel doesn't quite meet his eyes, but he's trying. "Not everyone from space is muscular, though, sorry to tell you."

He's probably trying to be a little funny there.

"You don't need to, you've helped me a lot already." He wants to say yes, though. Just because he doesn't really want to try this without someone who knows the place. "Don't get me wrong, I really do appreciate it, all of this."