Well ... no. Not exactly. [This was easier to explain to people inside of the safehouse. Out here in the open, Keith may look like a dangerous person telling some lies. He would believe it. The only thing that might help is the bad haircut (bad as in Keith is putting no effort into shaping it while it grows back in) that's clearly a remnant of where his hair was a month ago.

And he's not really the type to point out his hair. That's not his style.]

The first group of us was different. I don't know that we weren't meant to be dropped off, exactly like this. But we weren't. There was an accident. A lot of people died. Everyone who was watching us, everyone who came to get us, and a few of our own. [Direct, to the point, but explained at length. He sounds regretful when he gets to the part about the deaths, but it's not so blatant that he can't conceal it.]

Everyone after that has been like this. Dropped off somewhere. And then we go to find you.

[If only Keith could point out that he has no ability to really lie, but his body language gives that way. He looks uncomfortable about having to explain this. Dick's doubt is about all he can get, and Keith's worried he won't believe him.]