"Oh you mean like … dang, what was it called. Double Dare?" He's pretty sure that was it. There weren't a whole lot of shows involving slime, so that has to be it, because it's the first thing that comes to mind and generally speaking his first guesses are the right ones.
( And if you believe that, hey, there's some sketchy-ass property somewhere that needs buying up. You might wanna get on that. )
He's really not. Aware of the last time Keith talked this much without a fair bit of prodding — has he ever talked this much without prodding? — and the sudden focus on him doesn't so much make him uncomfortable as it does find him feeling like he's suddenly under the spotlight, some level of performance anxiety that he could easily hide if this was like. A slight simulation or something. Even a head-on Galra encounter, because he would be safely inside his Lion and it's easy enough to pretend like you're keeping your cool when no one else can see you freaking out.
Uh. Anyway. Where was that thought process headed? Oh. "Mostly whatever my brothers and sister wanted to watch," he starts out, idly picking at a seam in his jeans like it's suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. He isn't going to think about missing them. And he isn't going to think about the fact that he might have dredged up some unwanted childhood memories for the one sitting next to him just by asking what he watched on television. Because they hadn't exactly grown up in the same sort of setting.
He waves a hand. "Luis really liked this one show, Are You Afraid of the Dark? … because he liked to pretend that the stories were super scary and he was super brave for not being scared." He laughs. "They weren't scary."
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( And if you believe that, hey, there's some sketchy-ass property somewhere that needs buying up. You might wanna get on that. )
He's really not. Aware of the last time Keith talked this much without a fair bit of prodding — has he ever talked this much without prodding? — and the sudden focus on him doesn't so much make him uncomfortable as it does find him feeling like he's suddenly under the spotlight, some level of performance anxiety that he could easily hide if this was like. A slight simulation or something. Even a head-on Galra encounter, because he would be safely inside his Lion and it's easy enough to pretend like you're keeping your cool when no one else can see you freaking out.
Uh. Anyway. Where was that thought process headed? Oh. "Mostly whatever my brothers and sister wanted to watch," he starts out, idly picking at a seam in his jeans like it's suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. He isn't going to think about missing them. And he isn't going to think about the fact that he might have dredged up some unwanted childhood memories for the one sitting next to him just by asking what he watched on television. Because they hadn't exactly grown up in the same sort of setting.
He waves a hand. "Luis really liked this one show, Are You Afraid of the Dark? … because he liked to pretend that the stories were super scary and he was super brave for not being scared." He laughs. "They weren't scary."