[It probably doesn't help that he's watching his expression carefully, thoughtfully, his smile no less soft. He's been doing that occasionally ever since the storm started, slightly different from how he normally watches Keith. Just-- thinking. And again, in moments like these, he can't help but think...]
[He squeezes his hand again.]
If it's ever too much, if-- I'm ever too much, I know you'll tell me. [He's aware of how much he's had to rely on Keith here, and he knows Keith will never see it as a burden, but... it's still important for him to say it.]