[He can't stay calm. Not after those keening murmurs. Keith knows loss and their keening is the kind sound he didn't let himself make the two times he lost the person that mattered most. He steps towards the altar setting his hands on it at last as he speaks softly.]

I know. I know. I...I'm bad at wording things. But I'm not sure what other way there is to break it to you. They told me they didn't want to remember what they lost.

[His voice is barely above a whisper now. He raises it so he can be heard again. His eyes full of sorrow.]

I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I tried. They wouldn't listen to me or anyone else. I want to fix anything I can fix. I don't want to fail any of you again.

Could...is there any way to bring balance to all of you?