[He feels that sudden shift immediately, that sudden disconnect from Keith startling enough that he actually looks taken aback for a moment. He feels completely off-balance and-- and he doesn't know how to immediately right himself, or Keith. Because Keith's face is-- too much. No... no, of course he was mistaken. Idiot.]
[He was being too obvious, problem. Their entire time here he's been too obvious. And now, instead of actually listening to Keith, he's just gone ahead and projected and made it about his own stupid hopes... And that's when he recognizes, suddenly, that small, very small, glimmer of hope inside himself that extinguishes when Keith speaks. No, of course he was reading too much into things. Funny, he hadn't realized that underneath that fear and doubt, he was feeling that small bit of hope. Well. Good to know Lucifer really was wrong in his assessment of this situation.]
[It's for the better. Keith deserves someone better than him.]
I... I know. Yeah. Yeah, I'm always here to listen, Keith. I am. [He tries to keep his tone light, not to let it obviously change from this sudden shift. He looks down at puppy instead, closing his eyes for a long moment to steady himself.]
Really, today was-- [painful especially in this context.] Lucifer and I just talked. Like I said, it... it got heavy. It's okay now. You don't need to worry about it.