Keith draws back with a grimace. "I've seen enough of the past." His own. Someone else's. No one here is a member of Voltron the only people in the world he's comfortable with baring his soul to. Not that he's a cuddly feely sort of person. "But...come on. I'm serious. What do you want to see or do in this world? Got anything you want to learn how to do?"

The smile rackets up a hair of worry like anything out of the usual between them. It's usually his temper fraying and odd remarks traded back and forth. ...so far.