[There's something Shiro isn't talking about. Keith can tell, or at least thinks he can, thinks he knows Shiro well enough. Of course he has no idea what that could be, and for the moment at least he's not going to start pushing. He trusts Shiro enough to tell him when he's ready.

That tired smile on the older man's face draws an answering smile over Keith's face, small though it is.]

Of course we will. Whatever happens, we'll figure it out. You're right. I've got your back, Shiro. And you've got mine.

[And that's enough.]