Let's go. [Without a single ounce of attitude. Keith does stop to pick up the garbage can and set it upright. He could have never guessed that he'd be the well-behaved half of any duo, and yet, here they are, trying to find an apartment together while he inwardly plots out how to talk to landlords.

That's the thing he doesn't get. Like, he gets it on a more literal level, but he's never done it before.

He turns to guide her out with a wave of his hand, and starts walking as he talks.]

I never had to find a place like this before. [He agrees with the need to have something outside of Morningstar. That's primarily because Keith desperately needs privacy. He likes alone time, and it's been hard to get since he woke up on that bus.] When I got kicked out of school back home, I just went to live in the house I shared with my dad. [And before that, he was too young.]

I think it'll be fine. We can talk about how much these guys are jerks when we aren't in a room with them.

[Assuming they can keep their combined temperamental natures in check. Good luck.]