"Then you take the edge off," Keith informs him, just in case Shiro has any illusions about avoiding pain meds for any particular reason. Without hesitation or word, Keith moves when Shiro does, arm slipping around him from his unbroken side, ducking himself under Shiro's arm.

"The Blessing of the Phoenix?" He echoes once he makes sure he has a grip on him. He'll make sure Shiro keeps to that promise and does take it easy. There may be more fighting coming, but they'll manage, and Shiro's right. He can be useful in ways that don't involve the front lines.

But for now. "Sorry, what? That's.... so weird. But kind of cool, Shiro. When you're healed up, you'll have to show me."