[Only once he's sure the thing is dead does he turn away and hurry to Keith, grabbing him around the waist and forcing him to the surface, desperately swimming back towards the shore. Just as quickly as he slipped into that mindset of the arena, he falls away again, his concern for Keith overruling everything else.]
Keith-- [he knows he won't be able to respond, but at least holding him he can tell he's still alive, and there's a desperation to his voice now, that need to make sure he stays alive. All this blood... alsdhgasd;] Keith, Keith, hold on!
[Getting him up onto a lower bank as quickly as possible, careful not to jostle his leg too much, but moving as quickly as he's able.]