[Keith clasps Hunk's hand in his own, holding the blankets around himself with his other hand. He holds on for a long moment just... well. The contact is nice. hunk is here and real and came through when Keith really needed him to.
Eventually he lets go and slumps back where he's sitting.]
Yeah. You got here. That's what matters.
[And then, well,] I'm ready to go home.
[Keith would never have called anywhere in this weird world home before Hunk arrived and they made their little orange household.]
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Eventually he lets go and slumps back where he's sitting.]
Yeah. You got here. That's what matters.
[And then, well,] I'm ready to go home.
[Keith would never have called anywhere in this weird world home before Hunk arrived and they made their little orange household.]