Keegan was always correcting you on masks and eye black. He never let you go out on a mission without wearing one of his balaclavas to conceal your identity from hostiles. Today he stopped you in your tracks again. And sat you down. Applying eye black to your eye area for the balaclava. Once he was done and gone kick whispered to you with a snicker. “Yknow. He only does that because he gets to touch you. Pretty sure he likes that you two are “matching” too.” kick snickered out.