[Oooookay. He'd managed to hit another nerve. He took a breath. GOD, he hated walking on eggshells like this. Sigh.]
Okay, okay. I... I trust you. [Which, yes... he did. Have fun with that, Lance.
He rubbed a hand across his face.]
You said there's stuff on the Boardwalk, right? Maybe... let's focus on something like that. [Neutral enough, right?] I can try to get up again. [Keith pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing he wasn't fully processing everything, yet, and he knew all of this was going to hit him hard later. But he was kind of tired of sitting on frozen, goo-covered sand next the egg that nearly killed him, and he was getting a little antsy about making sure he could actually move.]
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Okay, okay. I... I trust you. [Which, yes... he did. Have fun with that, Lance.
He rubbed a hand across his face.]
You said there's stuff on the Boardwalk, right? Maybe... let's focus on something like that. [Neutral enough, right?] I can try to get up again. [Keith pinched the bridge of his nose, knowing he wasn't fully processing everything, yet, and he knew all of this was going to hit him hard later. But he was kind of tired of sitting on frozen, goo-covered sand next the egg that nearly killed him, and he was getting a little antsy about making sure he could actually move.]