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Hey. Uh. It's Keith.

Something just happened to me, and I don't know if it's happened to anyone else.

I went home. I went home for months. But I'm also not sure I even really left? I've been gone... quiznak, a few days here? Maybe? It's confusing but I swear it's real. I remember all of it.

And more than that, I've got the injuries to back it up. You can't fake a fighter crash injuries under battle wounds just like that. And older scars I didn't have before I...

[He's fine. But the impressively colorful display of bruises and minor cuts that cover most of his body is pretty distinct at the moment, and not something he thinks could come from much besides exactly what he remembers happening. It all matches up perfectly.]

Anyway. I woke up in the woods. I don't remember going out there, but I must have. And someone or something stole my shoes, so that's... also awesome.

Has this happened to anyone else? What the hell is going on?

Oh.

Turns out I'm alive after all, by the way, if anyone was wondering. Back home, I mean.

And I have a mother.

[It has been... a really really weird day. He needs a hug. And to beat the crap out of something, but there's no training deck here so that's unfortunate.]

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I'll be right over. I have some first aid supplies I can bring with me.

[It appears Keith doesn't even have a say in this, because Izuku's knocking at his door just a little while later, with the promised supplies in tow.]

That's nice but honestly I'm fine. I've had way worse.

[That must be reassuring right? But it's strange to have people this concerned. His fellow Blades would have looked at him, still on his feet and with all his limbs, and left it at that.

And then that knock and Keith makes his way to answer it. Gingerly. His feet are not pleased at traipsing through the forest barefoot.]

Hey. Thanks for coming.

[Sharp eyed as he is, Izuku immediately notices the way he's walking.] Maybe I can help you find boots somewhere after this. Unless you have extras put away somewhere?

[Then, more quietly, and with a slight, but worried smile--] Welcome back.

I had a pair...

[Keith grumbles, but nods stepping back to let the other boy in.\ I'd appreciate the help. I've still got my Blade suit at least.

[Which has feet. So there's that.

Keith summons ho a smile of his own but it's mostly just exhausted.] Thanks, I think.

[Izuku steps in and begins steering Keith toward any chair that he could sit him down in.]

You should probably keep the Blade suit on until we find a replacement.. you hurt your foot while you were walking around barefoot, right?

[Don't think he hasn't noticed.]

That's probably a good idea.

[He glances down at his feet and shrugs.]

They're a little torn up from hiking back through the woods. It'll be fine.

[That's Keith's life right there, if it hasn't killed you, you'll be fine. Rub some dirt in it and walk it off.]

[Izuku sighs and practically pushes him into the chair.]

We should still clean it up. Recovery Girl would kill me if I didn't know how to do that much for someone.

[Oh. Sitting. Keith blinks up at him, considers arguing (because he's GOOD at arguing) but in the end is honestly too exhausted and sore and all around shaken to argue.]

All right. Thanks for the help.

[At that, Izuku smiles at him. It's genuine, even if it's a bit strained.] That's what friends do.

[And then his expression smooths into something more serious.]

Okay, let's take a look. Where are you injured?

[Friends. Keith perks up at that. So he thought of Izuku as a friend but it's still nice to hear confirmation of that sort of thing. Because it's not what he's best at.

The question has him hesitating and he sighs.]

Uh, well...

[Okay this is going to look worse than it is. He reaches back to pull his shirt off and over his head, and the truth of the matter is that most of his torso is covered in angry, dark bruises, abrasions on top of many of these.]

It looks worse than it is. My suit absorbed a lot of the impact.

[The bruises draw a hiss of sympathy from him. Whatever Keith says, Izuku knows it must hurt.]

Even so, it's still pretty bad. [Izuku takes one look into his pack and frowns.] Hold on, let me get some fresh water from the well.

Just bruises. No broken bones. Nothing internal is damaged.

[The Galra way is walk it the fuck off. Honestly he probably looked worse than this after the Trials to get into the Blade.]

...thanks. Sorry for the trouble.

It's not trouble. [The words are as firm as they could be, accompanied with a slight frown, too. Then, Izuku's out the door.

He returns after a little while, water sloshing in the bucket that he's carrying back.]

Okay. Let's clean out those scrapes first. Even if you don't think they're as bad as you think they are.

[What. Why the frown. Keith is trying to behave even! For once. He's too confused and thrown off not to cooperate.

When Izuku returns, he nods, sitting up a little straighter.]

All right. You're the boss, doc.

[Finally, that manages to get a smile out of him again.] I'm nowhere near a doc. But...I still want to help anyway.

[Even doing this much feels better than doing nothing. Izuku grabs a clean piece of fabric from his pack and wets it in the bucket before swiping the cloth across Keith's chest to clean out the scrapes there.]

I appreciate it.

[It's better to get this taken care of in case something comes up that he needs to handle here. Injuries slowing him down are the last thing he needs. For what it's worth, Keith is a quiet, easy patient. He's used to sitting still and behaving for quick patch ups after missions.

The Blade of Marmora isn't known for any sort of bedside manner after all.]

So anything exciting happen in the last few days? [Small talk isn't his strong suit.]

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[Though Izuku's focus is on cleaning Keith up, he hums thoughtfully before replying.]

Not too much, I think. It's a good thing. [A pause.] Oh! Actually... I guess if you were gone until today, you would've missed what I posted on the forum yesterday.

Have you ever brought anything back from the forest? Um, something that you might've found when we all went in as a group?

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