[Thanks to the coldblood, something Keith wasn't aware of, yet, Lance would feel that Keith was cold to the touch. Yet, he didn't seem bothered by the cold at all, though that was also due to the influence of the red goo that they still hadn't cleaned off themselves, yet...

Keith absorbed that information, though. An hour... or something... fine. Having an expectation of getting back to himself was something at least, and it did settle part of his nerves, enough that he could focus a bit and start at least acting calm instead of snapping at everyone. He just needed a moment, and a deep breath or two...]

Another universe. Like another reality? [Though, he definitely looked annoyed at the mention of Bob.] That guy was a jerk. [No love lost there.

But as Keith was coming down from his own freak out, he was definitely taking note of how Lance was acting now. He was starting to pick up on things behind the surface of what Lance had been exhibiting, and it bothered him. He reached out to touch Lance's shoulder in return.]

Hey... did I do something wrong? I'm sorry I got all angry like that. I just... It was a lot, you know?

[And when did Lance get that scar in his eyebrow? Keith definitely was concerned now. Just how much of "another universe" was this place?]