[The stasis unit is something he's had most difficulty wrapping his head around. At the same time, he's had to stave so many newcomers from freaking out in there. So many meaning like, two, but that's a lot for Keith to recover from okay. The whole thing (re: Lance's momtalk) makes him think of the spiders, even as Lance presses on about similarities.
He mentally rejoins the conversation when he brings up Orbiters. Information he hadn't known -- why did they wait to have this conversation again? On one hand, maybe the guy Lance saw was just a doctor-type, making sure everyone was fine, on the other hand...gross.
He opens his mouth to press further, quieted by his non-PG statement. Or maybe it is PG? Either way, he reaches forward and rests a hand against the paladin's shoulder. There's a squeeze of reassurance. At least they're together?]
I know it does, but...
[A lil shoulder squeeze is creeping up the crook off his neck, settling on his jaw a short stretch beneath an ear.]
We can't talk about this stuff back there.
[You know, if they decide to go back. For groceries. Until they figure out how to live off the hand like cavepeople.]
theyre not purple....
He mentally rejoins the conversation when he brings up Orbiters. Information he hadn't known -- why did they wait to have this conversation again? On one hand, maybe the guy Lance saw was just a doctor-type, making sure everyone was fine, on the other hand...gross.
He opens his mouth to press further, quieted by his non-PG statement. Or maybe it is PG? Either way, he reaches forward and rests a hand against the paladin's shoulder. There's a squeeze of reassurance. At least they're together?]
I know it does, but...
[A lil shoulder squeeze is creeping up the crook off his neck, settling on his jaw a short stretch beneath an ear.]
We can't talk about this stuff back there.
[You know, if they decide to go back. For groceries. Until they figure out how to live off the hand like cavepeople.]