[He still worries, but he knows Hunk isn't one to downplay problems. He'd know if it was life threatening.
Keith sighs and just. Casually rests a hand over his side trying to get a feel of what happened to his chest; pretty sure that's a cracked or bruised rib. Hunk hasn't caught that yet so he'll keep it to himself until he can get something to support it later. His friend's done enough for him already.
He leans back, closes his eyes.]
...Rest might not be a bad idea. You're right. Do you need help?
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Keith sighs and just. Casually rests a hand over his side trying to get a feel of what happened to his chest; pretty sure that's a cracked or bruised rib. Hunk hasn't caught that yet so he'll keep it to himself until he can get something to support it later. His friend's done enough for him already.
He leans back, closes his eyes.]
...Rest might not be a bad idea. You're right. Do you need help?