I'm not... [ keith falters, cutting himself off mid-thought. ] I mean... I guess?

[ keith doesn't have enough understanding of what knighthood entails, let alone what such a title means to dimitri in particular to actually articulate himself with any degree of eloquence, but it feels wrong somehow to let things stand unexplained. ]

It's more like a sentient alien robot chose me to pilot it and now I have to see this war back home through to the end. Not really sure that's necessarily knightly by your standards.