Text Cut: Miss Kate
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Lockhartian 
Keefer was not going to convince her, she knew what she did best, and seeking wasn't something that might help the team. Nor her. There were pretty good people on the team, though. Sadly, Lewis didn't count, but that would've been her first choice. "There's that Alex guy," he could seek, if he was available to play the next time they had to be on the Pitch, that is. "But you ought to know better," she nodded, light reflected on her hair. He knew better, though, he was the Captain.
Again. No. He wouldn't convince her of doing this again.
Now it was the time to become all worried again, no? He... wasn't talking, even worse, he failed to answer the one question she asked him, which brought her to think that he wasn't okay at all, "You didn't answer. Are you feeling okay?" he was all red, and once her fingers oh-so-softly touched his forehead... she noticed he was also incredibly warm. The kiss! On his cheek! He blushed right after that, so... Kate simply smiled a little to herself not without getting a hint of blush on her own cheeks and leaned against the couch, "You look better than Vindictus did on the Pitch, you must be fine." Speaking of...
...Vindictus.
The man was fine, right? Otherwise they would've heard the bad news.
He didn't think he was going to convince her, which was a shame. Although, he hadn't actually seen her play, so maybe she wasn't that great after all? He didn't really have a great way to verify, so he would just have to trust her judgment.
Alex guy... Alex.. Who is she talking about? He wasn't about to reveal his ignorance to her, so he just nodded and said, "
You think?" He suppressed a snort. "
Yes, OUGHT to know better. Not necessarily DOES know better." Which was, in essence, the source of his insecurities.
She seemed to interpret his lack of talking as a bad sign. In reality, he had been too distracted to pay any attention to her question. "
Oh, yeah, sorry.. I'm fine. Really," he added, to emphasize that he wasn't just saying that to make her feel better. More color rose in his face as her fingers brushed against his forehead. He hoped she wouldn't realize why he was red, because then he would start looking like a cherry from embarrassment. He was glad when she didn't pursue the topic. "
Yeah, I heard he collapsed or something. What happened?"
He hadn't heard anything since the day of the match. Hopefully no news was good news.