[ keigo cleared his throat once more; he had hoped that his ridiculous reaction wasn't noticeable, but that ichigo brought attention to it only made him more embarrassed. ]

I-I'm fine, I'm just not... used to that kind of stuff.

[ positive attention, that is. at any rate, he managed to blow past the embarrassment to focus on more pertinent things. like ichigo musing about his supposed bad luck. while it was true that others woke up in body bags, keigo was pretty certain in his terrible luck having a great deal to do with it. but arguing about that wasn't going to get him anywhere... ]

...W-well.

[ ...putting such importance in the gesture keigo had made was equally embarrassing as having his hair stroked. this guy... he was putting keigo into an awkward position! naturally, it wasn't his fault; keigo was just unused to such candidness in discussing his own actions. keigo shook his head, chancing a look up at ichigo after a moment. ]

I-I didn't... do much...

[ someone's spirit hanging in the balance seemed like a huge thing... keigo couldn't accept that level of importance! ]

I just couldn't stand to hear that kind of pain...

[ he put a hand to his chest and breathed out slowly. ]

Even though I don't know you, I swear I could feel it. It really hurt...