"Got it," Keith moves to settle himself against the wall, back to it, facing Shiro. He blinks when his own words get turned right back around on him and heaves a sigh of sighs at that. "It'll be fine, Shiro." He parrots back, with a smile.

His wound aches, but less so as he settles, and honestly, settling in to sleep this close to Shiro is kind of nice, reassuring in a way that he didn't expect it to be.

"I'm good without the blankets," Keith agrees as he sets his head on the pillow. No guarantee he won't gravitate towards the other source of warmth in the bed, but it's a chance to be taken.

"Good. Get some rest, Shiro..." Keith manages to get the words out before he trails off into a yawn.