[He drifted in a strange state not unlike being part of the Black Lion. The world felt far away as if he could look at it in passing. A heavy bang rips through it and he jerks his head up.
Shiro glances at the door as the details of their surroundings sink in. Wooden walls slightly battered from the various residents that have passed through. The furnishings aren't spartan but nothing suggests a home.
He turns at the sound of his name and blinks.] ...Keith.
[There's knowledge in his head that hadn't been there before. It takes a backseat to the changes in Keith. He reaches out to brush a lock of dark hair out of his eyes with a flesh and blood right hand, heavily scarred across the palm and back. The room is dark but he can see just fine.]
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Shiro glances at the door as the details of their surroundings sink in. Wooden walls slightly battered from the various residents that have passed through. The furnishings aren't spartan but nothing suggests a home.
He turns at the sound of his name and blinks.] ...Keith.
[There's knowledge in his head that hadn't been there before. It takes a backseat to the changes in Keith. He reaches out to brush a lock of dark hair out of his eyes with a flesh and blood right hand, heavily scarred across the palm and back. The room is dark but he can see just fine.]
We should find the mirror.