[Keith blinks as she jets out of the room. He still thinks this whole situation is weird and doesn't really have it in him to be going "yay" over this until after they're outside for real (spoilers: even then he will not be cheering), but he;ll follow after Millium, keeping an eye out for any other shenanigans.
Or at least until she throws that qu estion out. Why does she always ask the hard hitting stuff anyway.]
Wouldn't it be weirder I was all excited about kissing you on the head?
[Let's just start there, shall we. As they walk down the dusty hallway, he'll just casually reach for his knife. You know. Just in case something wants to come at them.]
[Does Keith ever have it in him to go "yay?" Millium can't imagine being that much of a stick in the mud, but she's come to expect and accept it.
Speaking of...]
...Yeah, prolly, but even just [In her best (terrible) grumbly impression of Keith:] "Ugh, let's get this over with," and goin' ahead an' doin' it woulda gotten us out faster at least.
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Or at least until she throws that qu estion out. Why does she always ask the hard hitting stuff anyway.]
Wouldn't it be weirder I was all excited about kissing you on the head?
[Let's just start there, shall we. As they walk down the dusty hallway, he'll just casually reach for his knife. You know. Just in case something wants to come at them.]
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Speaking of...]
...Yeah, prolly, but even just [In her best (terrible) grumbly impression of Keith:] "Ugh, let's get this over with," and goin' ahead an' doin' it woulda gotten us out faster at least.
Kisses aren't anything to be scared of!