I'm not going to forget that. I couldn't. [He still isn't exactly sure if he was right in what brought this on, but he hopes his words are enough, much as it can feel inadequate, like something still hangs over them that neither will say, that Keith doesn't even imagine could be the reason for holding them back, after all these years of living it in silence.]
Shiro, you...
[Whatever was gonna come next doesn't quite leave his lips and is instead replaced by a startled WAUGH kind of sound, Keith stumbling forward, holding onto Shiro's hand in an even tighter grip to keep balance while his other arm still has a bunch of blankets in it.... it'll be a very blanket-y wobble forward into Shiro's direction, courtesy of the wolf -- who shoved at Keith from behind because she got tired of this sad nonsense. Or just wants inside and doesn't get why they're standing around. Either way. Oof, hi.]