[That moment that slows Shiro down is enough for Keith to prepare, angling himself back a little, still on the floor, before he grabs at the leg of the coffee table next to him and uses it and his other hand to push and slide himself across the floor right under Shiro in a rush. The table goes skidding away, but so does Keith, half off the ground almost, until he's rolling back to his feet behind Shiro. He probably knocked over the bowl catching all the water from the leak too in the process, and doesn't have the decency to pay attention, already breathless and focused on Shiro, a rush of adrenaline from this (from him) that definitely has him fully into the whole thing just as much.]
Too slow. [H e h. His voice is raspy as hell from breathlessness, but amused, almost laughing.]