Probably because I was the one in the cushy pilot seat, [Hunk groans, mustering the will to move at the weak wobble of Keith's voice. He rolls back onto his knees and tries to ignore how horrible an idea that was before crawling over to Keith's side. ...shit, there's blood.] I gotta get you back inside, [Hunk mutters. The lions don't have much by way of medial suites, but each of them have a med kit that he can at least do something with. Shiro had been insistent that they all learn how to use the supplies, and they'd all had first aid crash courses in the academy anyway.
Hunk slides his arms under Keith to pick him up, left side throbbing too badly for him to pick him up far, but this'll be enough to get him over to the bay doors.]
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Hunk slides his arms under Keith to pick him up, left side throbbing too badly for him to pick him up far, but this'll be enough to get him over to the bay doors.]