Keeping up with calculations? Keith was pretty sure that didn't fall under cognitive rest needed to recover from a concussion. He furrowed his brow as he listened, though, at least curious. Though, it didn't sound like math...

"Foul?" Keith gave him a weird look. "Hardly. I figured you'd want better... someone easier to get along with, who isn't a massive loner with anger management issues." Yeah. He still saw that in himself. It was hard to let go of it, even if he'd been working on it.