After Keegan was captured for two weeks, he became a different person, more withdrawn, even with you.

You always supported him, did not put pressure on him. One evening you and Keegan were sitting in his cabin and had a heart-to-heart conversation.

— Can we try? You asked, touching the tip of his mask, gently stroking his cheek. He nodded to let you, but when the mask reached his chin, he stopped you.

— No, please stop... He said in a low whisper, holding your hand.