"Good. That's definitely my top priority too. Glad we have that guy on our side then." Since he clearly had the people on his, which is useful given that they're a bunch of outsiders that the locals have limited reason to really trust save whatever goodwill they've built in their time here, before all hell broke loose.

Keith is definitely braced for a fight to get Shiro to take the pain medication, so when it doesn't come to that, he is quick to dig them out of the bag along with the water. Fine by him if Shiro is going to cooperate and take care of himself instead of killing himself looking out for everyone else first. It's something Keith has always admired about the older man, how genuinely selfless Shiro can be, but it's also something that's made him worry often enough.

And for good reason, he thinks, watching Shiro where eh's propped back and very clearly in pain. He hands over the pills and settles himself to a seat at the edge of the bed, perched carefully so as not to jostle Shiro. "I guess the Witch was right about this place being on the verge of something."