[The smile is faint, but it's there all the same-- reassured, as always, by Keith's unwavering certainty and devotion. In the back of his mind there's the nagging fear-- not that Keith would ever stop being his friend, but that their friendship would change irrevocably. But, like he told Lucifer, he knows that, no matter what, Keith would be gentle in turning him down.]
[...] [Slides his hand down off his wrist, grasping his hand tightly for a moment.]
Okay. Okay, Keith. [He knows... he knows.] I ask because I just...
Have you ever felt like I was pushing you away? [This is what's been bothering him ever since it was brought up.]