[He does get it. He really does. It's just taking a little longer to sink in because it seems too good to be true.

Shouyou scoots closer, sliding across the bench to close the distance between them. This time, when he reaches out, it's tentative, searching for comfort rather than confrontation.]

You...really think that? [He stares up at Iwaizumi, painful hope written all over his face.] It's... that easy. No one's gonna freak out about us being gone. And... I'll get a chance to stand on that court again?