[The insistence he had a moment ago disappears instantly at those words, replaced instead with a quiet agony he's quick to push back down again. No, he doesn't deserve to be upset about this. He's the one who did this.]
Keith-- you matter. Of course you do. [You always have.]
[You need to take care of yourself, he wants to insist-- but what do those words matter coming from someone who tried to kill you? He can't exactly pretend he didn't. What right does he have to be concerned now, when he's the one responsible for him being hurt and-- and possibly worse?]
I know that-- probably doesn't mean much coming from me now. But it's the truth.