[And here comes the clueless bit, the part of Keith that surfaces with everyone before too long:]

I, uh—I told you. I knew about the chocobo because we knew each other. Because we were friends. I guess. [There's a bit of awkwardness there, complete with cluelessness. Sometimes Keith misses the point of someone being casual, or telling a joke, or ...

The list goes on.]

We—I mean. He. Him. [Ugh.]

Look. I should probably go. Since you don't know me after all.