bUSTS into his room & very enthusiastically hands him a holographic red blade with a black bow tied around the darker handle. adoration & excitement flares, & childlike joy practically seeps from wide grin. "i didn't know what a birthday was until yesterday, but im so glad you came into existence! and i'm so happy i got to bond with someone as amazing as you, keith! happy birthday!" words are rushed, far too excited for her own good, but genuine smile never falters.
Eyes widening at the blade in her hands, Keith finds himself mesmerized by it
in that moment. It’s gorgeous, to be honest. The holographic glow it has
about it is instantly appealing to Keith, especially coupled with that black
handle that so strongly contrasted against the red of his new blade.
Smiling at her excitement, her gift, her warmth in this entire moment, Keith
feels exactly that; warm. In fact, he feels loved. It was a rush of emotion that
nearly brought tears to his eyes, but he forces them back because nobody
needs to see him cry, not even Red who would surely be understanding
Instead, he reaches for the knife and holds it in his palms, eyes widened with
amazement over the entire situation. Truly, it was a lovely blade, and Keith
was so glad he could call it his own now. “Thanks, Red. Seriously. This is
awesome. I’m really glad we got to bond too. I can’t wait until I can pilot you
again one day. You’re the best Lion anyone could ask for.”
