[The wheels in Keith's head turn quickly as he processes exactly what they need to do. If he hands this guy his bayard, it'll turn into yet another small dagger. That wouldn't be ideal at the moment. He looks up, lips twisting downward.]

Okay, I have a plan.

[Unfortunately for Dio, he has no idea that this usually equates to something very dangerous and very stupid. Then again, he waved at the minotaur. It's probably par for the course for him.

Keith doesn't bother with complicated hand motions or anything like that.]

I take its attention, and you try to get on its back. Once you do, it'll put its attention on you, and that's when I stab it.

Got it?