"Then I will help you both." Her hands remain at his face, brow creasing with a set determination. She's calling upon the Lion once more, centering her focus on the small pool of energy that tethers them together, and through it the White Lion steps through with a low rumbling sound. It stands before Allura and Keith, a ghostly phantasm-like creature, and then sits down, resting its large head at Keith's lap.

He won't feel anything, no weight as there's none to be had, but there is a warmth to the specter. It sits as a tether between her and Keith, the glow rising as she begins to will her energy through her connection with the Lion into Keith, in the hope that this healing magic will make him feel better, help to bring the light and sight back into his eyes.

"I am not losing either of you."