Keith was not only dumbfounded, but also completely enchanted. Her lips were like clouds and so warm on his. He was getting lost in the kiss, in the feeling of her being close to him like that. Unable to help himself, his thought began to race and churn in his now drunken head. A slight pain came to him as she broke the kiss, he wanted more. But she was right, she shut him up good. All he could do was nod to her as she stood up. Keith stood up as she informed him of where he could sleep that night, then shook his head. His first attempt to speak resulted in no sound, still silenced by her kiss. He focused and forced composure on himself so he could speak. "I'd rather stay awake until you fall asleep. I told Erika I'd look out for you. And hangovers don't sound fun, I'll be awake anyway" He insisted with a charming, slightly sexy smile.