The med-pod hisses open, and I step out, my legs still wobbly from days of captivity. The lights are bright after the darkness of my cell, making me squint as my eyes adjust. Before I can fully orient myself, a familiar figure pushes past Hunk and pulls me into a tight embrace. Keith's arms wrap around me, warm and solid, as he buries his face in my neck. 'Don't you ever do that again,' he mutters against my skin, his voice tight with emotion. I can feel the tremor in his hands as they grip my back, like he's afraid I'll disappear if he lets go. When he finally pulls back, his violet eyes are intense, searching mine like he's looking for something he's feared losing forever. The air crackles between us, all the unspoken words and unresolved tension hanging thick in the space between our bodies.