[ keith bites the inside of his lip, not wanting to say anything as shiro finally wins his battle against the bib or when his thigh collides with the table. concern might be warranted, but is it wanted? probably not. he offers a nod in response -- yes, he'll lead, but as he gets to his feet he gently grabs shiro's wrist to tug him through the crowd. ]
Just focus on walking, ok?
[ he'll handle the navigating part. it goes well for the most part until they pass by the bar and the guy from before, now sitting with his friends, spots keith, points and then the whole group laughs. face burning hot, keith's grip tightens around shiro's wrist. teeth grit, he stars walking a little faster to the door. ]
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Just focus on walking, ok?
[ he'll handle the navigating part. it goes well for the most part until they pass by the bar and the guy from before, now sitting with his friends, spots keith, points and then the whole group laughs. face burning hot, keith's grip tightens around shiro's wrist. teeth grit, he stars walking a little faster to the door. ]