Date: 2025-01-17 02:50 am (UTC)
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[It wasn't like Keith was broadcasting it out to everyone and making a big public show of his situation. There were still probably a number of people who hadn't noticed due to Keith's efforts to lay low.

Partially, he didn't want the people who set the trap to know he was this roughed up. That said, though, he shook his head in a typical attempt to wave it off.]


I'm okay. [It was a quick response.] Just a sprain I need to stay off of for a bit.

Mainly I just wanted to say thanks again... for getting me out of there.

[It was the first time in a while that Keith had felt truly trapped. Usually, he was good at getting himself out, or he knew everyone around him to know that he'd be okay. But he was alone, in a way, for the first time since getting pulled from his world almost eight years ago... no one else from his own world was around anymore... and that was kind of scary. Even when he'd first arrived, there had already been someone else in the Fleet... Shiro. And Keith was feeling it.]
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