[He had never thought about it that way, but... Yeah. It kind of is. Crossing the sky like a shooting star and landing where they were. And raising him helped Keith pass the time, helped him keep his head occupied, helped him have something to do and entertain himself with, mainly after the first couple of months. There were also the visions, too, when it came to 'out of the ordinary, unexpected' things, but most of the things he saw happened in the past. And the things he didn't immediately recognize... He could barely remember.

After Lance's reply, the living room is quiet. Too quiet. Keith looks at the mirror and shifts a little again before Lance (thankfully) breaks the silence. It feels heavy, which, in turn, makes him feel slightly antsy. He looks at him once more.] Yeah. ... Yeah, I guess.

[They are both waiting for the same thing. For that mirror to come to life, to break this... 'thing' that's suddenly in the air. Yet, nothing happens, and Lance speaks again.

It's not a bad idea.] Yeah. [He nods.] We should probably do that. [Glancing at the mirror again for a second - maybe this doesn't connect automatically to everybody? - Keith starts moving that blanket away, realizing that he is still on his bodysuit from the waist down.

It's been four days. And it feels both like a couple of hours and a couple of months. He massages the back of his neck with his hand, before looking at Lance again.] Should we go from the bottom to the top or from the top to the bottom?