[He watched the smoke swirl and thicken around them as their herbs did their part of the ritual. Extinguishing the flame now, he put his hands out to touch hers as they'd been instructed. As they made contact, the feelings started to flow between them.
Keith actually closed his eyes and almost recoiled for a second by shaking his head a little, as he'd been caught off-guard by the effects of the spell. It wasn't anything Naomi was feeling or thinking so much as it was just the sensation of having someone else's thoughts and feelings so sharply projected into his mind like that. Voltron's bonds were one thing, but those feelings and thoughts were usually on the edges of his own, just a way for the team to be in sync with one another so they could more easily pilot as a single unit. This was a whole different level.
As for what Naomi got in return? Well, Keith was definitely on edge. His experiences over the course of the past month had left him strung out and jumpy. He was hyperaware of his surroundings and the people around him, leaving him nervous and unable to relax or calm down. Granted, there was an underlying sensation that this was a normal buzz of emotion Keith had on the regular from his life experiences as a Voltron Paladin, but it was truly heightened from being a target all month, like a bad flashback that refused to end. That was on top of the lingering aches and pains from healing injuries and other concerns regarding their situation in general. They were in Avalon for a reason, after all. Timelines and realities were frozen and needed fixing. As the leader of a team of hero types, Keith was constantly running this through his head on some level, worrying and being anxious, wondering if the rest of the team that weren't in Avalon were okay, wondering if they'd show up, too... anything really. Just a lot of worrying and trying to work out the best way to cope.
Deeper, underneath all that, was a darker thread that was hard to catch... something from his past that still occasionally reared its ugly head in dreams and memories, but that he'd done his best to cope with and move beyond in his life. But it was murky and unclear as it wasn't foremost in his mind at the moment. In fact, it seemed to be mostly contained by other, better feelings surrounding a sense of resolution, that he'd found something he'd been looking for all his life...]
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Keith actually closed his eyes and almost recoiled for a second by shaking his head a little, as he'd been caught off-guard by the effects of the spell. It wasn't anything Naomi was feeling or thinking so much as it was just the sensation of having someone else's thoughts and feelings so sharply projected into his mind like that. Voltron's bonds were one thing, but those feelings and thoughts were usually on the edges of his own, just a way for the team to be in sync with one another so they could more easily pilot as a single unit. This was a whole different level.
As for what Naomi got in return? Well, Keith was definitely on edge. His experiences over the course of the past month had left him strung out and jumpy. He was hyperaware of his surroundings and the people around him, leaving him nervous and unable to relax or calm down. Granted, there was an underlying sensation that this was a normal buzz of emotion Keith had on the regular from his life experiences as a Voltron Paladin, but it was truly heightened from being a target all month, like a bad flashback that refused to end. That was on top of the lingering aches and pains from healing injuries and other concerns regarding their situation in general. They were in Avalon for a reason, after all. Timelines and realities were frozen and needed fixing. As the leader of a team of hero types, Keith was constantly running this through his head on some level, worrying and being anxious, wondering if the rest of the team that weren't in Avalon were okay, wondering if they'd show up, too... anything really. Just a lot of worrying and trying to work out the best way to cope.
Deeper, underneath all that, was a darker thread that was hard to catch... something from his past that still occasionally reared its ugly head in dreams and memories, but that he'd done his best to cope with and move beyond in his life. But it was murky and unclear as it wasn't foremost in his mind at the moment. In fact, it seemed to be mostly contained by other, better feelings surrounding a sense of resolution, that he'd found something he'd been looking for all his life...]