[It startles a laugh out of him, still rough at the edges, but lighter, better than how this all started at the very least. He doesn't pull away but relaxes just so, slowly.]
Is that what cinched it? Leaving your car wide open waiting 'til some kid took it for an impulse joyride?
[You weren't ever supposed to think of it as a good thing in the first place and yet... here we are. His voice is a quiet but oddly fond murmur, thinking back on it all now. Keith sighs out the more he chills and closes his eyes, thoughts floating somewhere between past and present whenever they talk back to instances like that one.]