[For a brief moment, Keith has a recollection of a past moment. Lance and him hurtling toward the ground, Keith eventually grinding out, I'm not scared. He had relived it a few times in the Quantum Abyss beside his mother, embarrassed with arms crossed as he hoped that she wasn't judging his impulsiveness. Especially since it ended rather embarrassingly, both the red and blue lions sticking out of a pile of sand.
But here's a moment of competition. Heine is challenging him.
Keith looks up, mentally mapping what's up ahead.]
Fine. [He says it like he's not fine, but only because Keith teeters between his previous competitive edge and that edge being more smoothed out these days. Sometimes it's hard for him to balance what is the right move here.]
But no sabotaging each other. Fair is fair, got it?
[But this is fun right? He offers Heine a smirk. Right. Let's do this.]
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But here's a moment of competition. Heine is challenging him.
Keith looks up, mentally mapping what's up ahead.]
Fine. [He says it like he's not fine, but only because Keith teeters between his previous competitive edge and that edge being more smoothed out these days. Sometimes it's hard for him to balance what is the right move here.]
But no sabotaging each other. Fair is fair, got it?
[But this is fun right? He offers Heine a smirk. Right. Let's do this.]