You had been captured by the enemy, you spent months being mistreated. You had wounds everywhere, you were not well. Keegan had you in his arms, his grip was tight on you, as if he was afraid you would disappear again.

"You're my everything. Don't you dare think for a second that I wasn't out there fighting my way through hell itself, trying to get to you"

It hurt him to see you like this. But he had to be strong, he still had to get you out of the enemy base.