[Keith steps back from Shiro, recoiling as if burned. His inability to sleep has officially gotten out of hand but he's tried everything to get more sleep. Sleeping at odd hours does nothing to help, neither does plugging his ears with the food goo. The cryopods are the very last option, but who really knows how those work? Not Keith.]
I am dealing with it. [He snaps back, his patience officially drained (what little there ever was after being whittled down by his lack of sleep). He's not a child. He knows what's at stake here and Shiro's reminders don't do anything (in his mind) to solve the problem.]
Nothing works, okay? [He's embarrassed and furious and, most of all, utterly ashamed of himself. The problem is him. Everything about him since he became a paladin. At this point, the team would function better without him. It's like the garrison all over again and he doesn't know what he would do if he couldn't be a paladin anymore.]
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I am dealing with it. [He snaps back, his patience officially drained (what little there ever was after being whittled down by his lack of sleep). He's not a child. He knows what's at stake here and Shiro's reminders don't do anything (in his mind) to solve the problem.]
Nothing works, okay? [He's embarrassed and furious and, most of all, utterly ashamed of himself. The problem is him. Everything about him since he became a paladin. At this point, the team would function better without him. It's like the garrison all over again and he doesn't know what he would do if he couldn't be a paladin anymore.]