[ This is a terrible idea, but he has no way to neutralize himself and they aren't taking this seriously. Not really. Keith's in more danger than he realizes as injured as he is but the moment that Keith undoes the cuff, nothing happens. There's no vicious push to end him, no press of Haggar at his mind. There's nothing more than there was a moment ago up until he looks up too soon and sees the bruises and thinks maybe, he could.
The motion to stand is aborted halfway; Shiro's legs go out from under him and Krolia has to step in, so Keith doesn't bear the full weight and get thrown off balance.
Krolia fits a massive hand under what's left of his arm, Shiro realizes that maybe this is the safest option. He's aching, barely able to move without flinching and the exhaustion wears at him. This isn't a fight forced to survive, there's no adrenaline just Haggar's influence which can't beat out pure exhaustion and his body's inability to do the most basic of tasks.
Together, they get him out onto the grass in front of Black and Shiro keeps his eyes squeezed shut as tightly as he can, trembling with how hard he's holding back, fighting himself despite knowing he wouldn't put up a decent fight. Keith's hand feels larger, more solid in his own too-tight grip, a product of his time away and he doesn't know how to deal with that, either. ]
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The motion to stand is aborted halfway; Shiro's legs go out from under him and Krolia has to step in, so Keith doesn't bear the full weight and get thrown off balance.
Krolia fits a massive hand under what's left of his arm, Shiro realizes that maybe this is the safest option. He's aching, barely able to move without flinching and the exhaustion wears at him. This isn't a fight forced to survive, there's no adrenaline just Haggar's influence which can't beat out pure exhaustion and his body's inability to do the most basic of tasks.
Together, they get him out onto the grass in front of Black and Shiro keeps his eyes squeezed shut as tightly as he can, trembling with how hard he's holding back, fighting himself despite knowing he wouldn't put up a decent fight. Keith's hand feels larger, more solid in his own too-tight grip, a product of his time away and he doesn't know how to deal with that, either. ]