[Keith glances up at Lance at that and accidentally makes eye contact. In that moment he seems...confused, but it turns to resignation as he looks away to grab one last piece of coal.]
You're not in the way.
[You never were in the way. Not here and certainly not back at home. Or well... Lance's home. You can't call a place you've technically never been to "home" now can you.]
Just thought... [A lot of things. Too many things to properly articulate in front of the Anti-Klaus's corpse.] ... you'd want your own place.
[Obviously he was wrong, judging from Lance's reaction, but why he was wrong is a whole other mystery that Keith doesn't know what to do with. Did the door mess with Lance's memories when it brought him to Hadriel? Is Lance simply from an earlier point in time? Either way... Keith stands up with an armful of coal, frowning slightly.]
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You're not in the way.
[You never were in the way. Not here and certainly not back at home. Or well... Lance's home. You can't call a place you've technically never been to "home" now can you.]
Just thought... [A lot of things. Too many things to properly articulate in front of the Anti-Klaus's corpse.] ... you'd want your own place.
[Obviously he was wrong, judging from Lance's reaction, but why he was wrong is a whole other mystery that Keith doesn't know what to do with. Did the door mess with Lance's memories when it brought him to Hadriel? Is Lance simply from an earlier point in time? Either way... Keith stands up with an armful of coal, frowning slightly.]