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Keith sat kneeling by his father's grave, flowers in hand.
"I'm sorry." He whispered. " I'm so sorry. If it hadn't been for me, you'd still be alive." He slowly, gently, placed the flowers next to the tombstone. "I'm sorry mother isn't here with us...Work calls from outer space." He sniffled before laughing at his little joke. He lowered his head and closed his eyes, remembering all the fun times they'd had.
Keith.
His eyes snapped open as the looked around. There was no one there.
Keith, you here?
He turned in the direction of the melodic disembodied voice.
"Forgive me, father, I must go now. Duty calls." He slowly stood up and followed the voice. He was met by a fellow blade.
"Keith, there you are!" The blade said in relief. "I've been looking for you everywhere. You alright?"
He sighed and put on his poker face. "What is it?" He answered the question with another question.
"Shiro wants us back at the garrison."
He nodded as they walked back towards the garrison in silence.