[Staring back down at his hands, as if he's not fully comprehending what he's seeing. It doesn't make sense.]
You're hurt... [Wait, no, he heard you say you weren't. That doesn't make sense, either. He keeps staring. But then, his hands are bleeding and he knows he wasn't hurt, it just... happened. But...]
Keith... Are you okay? [Hello, let's focus on you and not myself kthx. He's totally, completely okay and not having a panic attack crisis.]