Keith's mind recorded every detail of Erika's instructions. "Where is Perez?" Keith asked. The tone of his voice was no longer soft, and kind like normal. It sounded like metal slowly sliding along another metal surface, it was cold and heartless. Keith hated this fact, but it had become clear that he had to shell up, walling in his kind and friendly self to win this game and prove himself to her. Keith knew that if this failed and all he did was hurt her, not break Alexandria and get to Alex hiding within that he would never forgive himself. He'd leave on his bike that very instant and never look back. She was worth all of this. She was worth all of the pain, and all of the suffering. And if she won and never looked at him again, just the time they had together would have been worth it. He loved her more than anything and she truly meant everything to him.