Keith informs him, having overheard that comment as he's coming up from behind with an expression that is hard and sharp enough to wound, so Shiro had better not push his luck because he is in rough enough shape. But despite the tone of his voice, the exasperation twisted through with an almost suppressed fury, is all wrapped up in concern.
His gaze rakes over the older man for a moment, taking stock of the shape he's in, and the look in his eyes softens. "Damn it, Shiro." How big a mess had he got in that he's in this shape -- how much damage does that mean he took in his other form? Quiznak. The Black Lion is not easy to put a dent in never mind.
Keith takes a goddamned breath and reaches down to grab up Shiro's duffel bag and sling it over his own shoulder, and this time when he speaks, his voice is quieter, "How bad is it?"
Damn straight Keith swears a lot
Keith informs him, having overheard that comment as he's coming up from behind with an expression that is hard and sharp enough to wound, so Shiro had better not push his luck because he is in rough enough shape. But despite the tone of his voice, the exasperation twisted through with an almost suppressed fury, is all wrapped up in concern.
His gaze rakes over the older man for a moment, taking stock of the shape he's in, and the look in his eyes softens. "Damn it, Shiro." How big a mess had he got in that he's in this shape -- how much damage does that mean he took in his other form? Quiznak. The Black Lion is not easy to put a dent in never mind.
Keith takes a goddamned breath and reaches down to grab up Shiro's duffel bag and sling it over his own shoulder, and this time when he speaks, his voice is quieter, "How bad is it?"