[ Shiro's always liked animals, even if he never had any of his own. Gently, he curls himself around her as she licks over his cheek, and buries his face in her fur for a moment. Things aren't normal but they're getting somewhere. His team is safe. Keith has his mother with him. Keith's safe for a given meaning of the word. ]

Did you get it when you were with your mom?

[ He doesn't miss the way she's listening to them, even if their voices are soft and she isn't facing them. He'd be protective, too. ]

I remember -- parts. Pieces. Enough to know what happened but not the details.