[That got something of a sag in response. The last thing he wanted was everyone worrying... geeze. He rubbed the back of his neck with a sigh.]

I just... [Ugh.] I don't know what I want, if anything. I don't want to be different. I don't want to be worried about. I just want things to be okay.

[But they weren't. Things were different. People were worrying. And Keith was anything but okay right now. He was confused, frustrated, freaked out... and just plain lost.

He used to think he was good at this independent thing after being on his own from so young, but not so much anymore.]