the clone lives

[whatsacactus]

[It had taken some doing. Finding out what was going on with Shiro had been a surprise for everyone, but Keith had figured some parts out thanks to the time flashes. He'd seen bits and pieces of the future, just enough to piece a string together and follow it back to the team. Keith hadn't wanted to fight Shiro, but after a moment, it was clear he had to at least protect himself. He'd managed to bring him down for the most part. It hurt his heart to see Shiro like this. He doesn't want to fight him. Not here, not now.]

Shiro.... Please.

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[toebeans]

Sounds like a plan.

[ A plan that's easier in theory but in practice, difficult, because it means getting out of bed and Shiro's whole body aches in protest. They need to do it sooner rather than later, though, so gingerly, he sits up after releasing Keith's hand and rubs tiredly at his face. ]

Anything is fine.

[whatsacactus]

[He nods, offering a hand in case Shiro needs it. He had that little contact and is starved for more. He hadn't realized how much he'd missed Shiro until now.

The dog seems excited to be up and moving around though. She lets out a sound sort of a cross between a howl and an otherworldly whine; just from experience, Keith's taken it to mean she's happy or excited.]

Yep, we're going out, girl. Come on.

[toebeans]

[ Shiro gets his legs over the side and gingerly stands without help, but rather than taking the hand, he slides his arm around Keith's shoulders because he doesn't trust himself to stay upright just yet and his balance is shit with the loss of his arm.

At their side, the dog seems happy to be up, but maybe she just needs let out. He'll defer to Keith on that, which apparently does mean going out so Shiro takes a cautious step forward and does his best not to put too much weight onto Keith. ]

Did the princess and Coran know what sort of alien she is?

[whatsacactus]

No, they hadn't seen anything like her.

[His free hand goes to stroke her fur, the other around Shiro's waist to help keep him steady as they walk to the hatch.]

Pretty sure Hunk's gotten experience fixing better stuff than before. [Before you died, he means. The other Shiro probably remembers it.]

[toebeans]

Mhh.

[ It's a contemplative little noise as he does his best not to put his full weight on Keith while still managing to remember one foot in front of the other. When they get there, he leans heavily against the wall, swallowing back nausea. ]

Honestly, anything will be good.

[ Assuming he can keep it down, but he's hopeful. ]

[whatsacactus]

[Whether he wants to put his weight on Keith or not, Keith's happy to help, even leaning his head against Shiro's while they stumble along. He goes at Shiro's pace, lets him rest against the wall when he needs to.]

Maybe something light...

[God he hopes Hunk thought about that. He gets the hatch open and there's dim light; cloud cover helping with that at least so they won't feel blinded coming out.]

Not this second, but think about what else you need. I'll ask around the others for what they have extra of, all right? Take your time.

[toebeans]

[ The itch rises up again, claws at the inside of his head and he hates knowing that he's considering how easy it would be to take Keith down like this. Not terribly easy but he's weaker, here, supporting Shiro. All it'd take is shifting his weight and then --

No. ]

This is enough.

[ He doesn't want to be babied even if he knows that's not what this is. Shuddering out a breath, Shiro gets down the ramp and takes the nearest seat he can, scrubbing his hand over his face, pressing it against his closed eyes. ]

I can keep myself occupied.