[On second thought, he also shouldn't have asked if it was important. Keith doesn't feel that it is, and he can see the people milling about, trying to go about a perfectly nice festival. The red shade of hues above them is a nice bit of ambiance—and it partly conceals that Keith is a little more pink-faced than usual.]
No, [he says, finding some of his spine and putting it out there. All of this would be a whole lot easier if it wasn't for that weird lover's spat.]
It doesn't matter. That isn't how I do things. [No, Keith much prefers blunt force.
Plus, he doesn't have a manipulative bone in his body. Clever and cunning, especially during battle? Yes, but manipulative? Not quite.]
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No, [he says, finding some of his spine and putting it out there. All of this would be a whole lot easier if it wasn't for that weird lover's spat.]
It doesn't matter. That isn't how I do things. [No, Keith much prefers blunt force.
Plus, he doesn't have a manipulative bone in his body. Clever and cunning, especially during battle? Yes, but manipulative? Not quite.]