Yet it's over. It's over and Keith lands the shuttle. A faint smile begins to cross his lips as he turns his head to see the memory of Pidge's family embrace one another and their young friend. His gaze then meets Shiro's for a moment. It might be a memory, but as conflicted as he'd been... He remembers how he felt seeing his pop again. Even if it wasn't real, that he'd been in danger, he- he was glad to have those few moments.
Keith opens the back of the ship with the press of his palm on a pad so the others could kick the generals out; let the Holts have their moment.
It won't be long before the memories fade and they are floating in the space of the Dream Width once more. He ducks underneath Shiro's remaining arm and wraps one of his own around his best friend's waist; he holds on tight. "As many times as it takes," he replies, grasping his tether with his free hand. "Everyone, back to the airship. Futaba, Adrien, get some blankets and pillows from the infirmary and bring them to the lounge."
They'll want to remain by the scanning equipment to look for Hunk while they rest. He looks to Lance with a nod before beginning to pull on his tether to tug him and Shiro back toward the ship.
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Keith opens the back of the ship with the press of his palm on a pad so the others could kick the generals out; let the Holts have their moment.
It won't be long before the memories fade and they are floating in the space of the Dream Width once more. He ducks underneath Shiro's remaining arm and wraps one of his own around his best friend's waist; he holds on tight. "As many times as it takes," he replies, grasping his tether with his free hand. "Everyone, back to the airship. Futaba, Adrien, get some blankets and pillows from the infirmary and bring them to the lounge."
They'll want to remain by the scanning equipment to look for Hunk while they rest. He looks to Lance with a nod before beginning to pull on his tether to tug him and Shiro back toward the ship.