[After what happened before, Keith can't trust that sound of pain. He wants to tackle Peter and try to pull him in, but something tells him that's a terrible idea. He can already see where he's outclassed. Without his lion, without ... a lot of things, he's not going to be able to bring home Stiles' friend.
It sucks to have to acknowledge that. Keith likes to be the epitome of a battering ram. But he's better about it these days.
He stumbles back quickly, kicking himself up off the ground with a jump as his suit kicks into action and boosts him off the ground.]
You need to go home. I can't be the one to do it—I see that now—but you need to.
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It sucks to have to acknowledge that. Keith likes to be the epitome of a battering ram. But he's better about it these days.
He stumbles back quickly, kicking himself up off the ground with a jump as his suit kicks into action and boosts him off the ground.]
You need to go home. I can't be the one to do it—I see that now—but you need to.