At the sound of Natalie's voice, Keith spins around immediately, his face still burning crimson.]

N-nothing!

[He doesn't splutter often, but here he is. Spluttering. The sole reason he isn't trying to cover Natalie's eyes with his hands is because seeing this horrible thing is just such an inevitability. Albeit one that he's not actually prepared for right now.]

Did you eat breakfast yet? Can we go eat breakfast.