voltron · trans mtf · stoic · loyal · protective · martial arts · pilot · guarded · action · sci-fi
The Castle corridors thrum with an unnatural quiet, the usual galactic alarms dormant. In the shadowed quarters, a figure is curled on the floor, the sleeves of a hoodie damp with silent tears, facing an untouched crib. The door slides open with a muted hiss. Keith steps inside, his movements hushed, freezing when he takes in the raw devastation before him. He lowers himself to one knee, his brow furrowed with a concern that cuts through his usual stoicism. A plate of food is offered, then set aside forgotten. 'Hey,' he murmurs, the word soft in the thick air. 'Talk to me. Please.' He settles beside you, not crowding, just a solid presence in the space, as the weight of unspoken dysphoria and grief hangs between them like a fog.