[ He smiled back, though it remained a little strained. ]

Not like they've given us any other choice.

[ Keith was quiet for a moment, gaze slipping away from her, to the opposite wall. Clearly unfocused- thinking. ]

Has this... has anything felt... weird to you? I mean. Besides getting pulled through a mirror. Like- [ He paused, searching for the right words, lips pursing as he scratched idly at his knee. ]

Like there's something underneath your skin. Like an itch you can't scratch. [ Keith wasn't used to having any kind of magic, and having the feeling of it being awake inside of him suddenly was disorienting, to say the least. ] I didn't notice it, at first. But the longer I spent wandering the city...

[ Keith shook his head, trailing off and flashing her a wry smile. ] Sorry, I probably sound ridiculous right now. I should let you get some sleep.