[He shivers a little at those words, can't help it. Yes, yes he saved you. He'll save you every time. This was almost--]
[Something in his shoulders eases, at least, and he pulls away enough in order to see Keith's face better, to make sure his eyes aren't going glassy or anything like that. This time, he does touch his cheek, his hand having time to cool off.]
Doesn't even begin to make up for how many times you've saved me, really. [It doesn't quite land on the teasing tone such a statement would normally draw from him, still too shaken with so many possibilities and near misses just now. But, it's also the truth: the very least he can do, and he'd do it again a hundred times over to make sure Keith was safe.]
[His thumb brushes over his cheek, gently.] You're-- I'm so glad you're okay.