Stop... [It was hard to breathe.] Don't... don't do... this to your-... self... please? [Keith wasn't sure why, but he somehow knew that Lance's powers were doing this to him. He could see it. Barely, because it was getting so bright. But it was getting harder for him to fight against it. The heat was getting too much, and, as he felt himself getting weaker, he was having trouble keeping up.] I can't... I can't counter this...

Lance...

Lance, please...

I'm not... [Keith closed his eyes.] I'm not... I... you... [But he couldn't talk anymore. It was too much. He was losing consciousness.] Lance...

[Keith went limp.]