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Who: Lance and you
Broadcast: Fleetwide
Action: Blameless
When: Shortly post planet go boom

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[The vast majority of people here know Lance as constantly loud, boisterous, all smiles even in the face of bad news. Constantly flitting from person to person, acting as a sort of giant team cheerleader. But this Lance? He looks small and tired. If you squint, you can see a little tremble passing through his body. He can't even muster up one of his trademark smiles right now.]

So that's it, huh? That's...it. That's all we could do.

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[Lance knows he can't just lay here in his room and mope. People need him, he could still help. It's his role to comfort people and to keep their spirits up. He should be doing that, and helping with first aid anyone who got injured. He should, but he can't move from his bed right now. All the fear of this situation is finally settling in--no, it's more like a truck hitting him at full speed.

He's spent all this time helping everyone he can, distracting them, in a way distracting himself, and it's only now after it's all over that he realizes how terrified he's been all along. And especially now, with the dead remains of a planet floating right outside his window... And Looma...

You're useless without your lion and Voltron. Part of him knows that it isn't true; he'd helped some others through the month and he evacuated as many people as he can, but his fear is leaving him hyperfocused on those he couldn't save.]

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Still. Sorry.

[Yeeeeah, he kind of figured Keith wasn't exactly happy about the picture either. Right now, he just focuses on the tea, feeling a little guilty about that too.]

Look, it happened. We thought we had a good spot, but we didn't. Not much we can do about that now.

You can leave it there.

[Keith knew the moment had been important to Lance. He wouldn't have been so insistent about doing it if it hadn't been. So, if he wanted to have the picture up, that was fine. He'd deal with it.]

Okay.... Um, thanks.

[Because it really had. Been important to him, that is. Though he still doesn't want it to fully sink in as to why.]

Besides... it's not like it wasn't kind of fun or something...

[Just... leaving that out there...]

You're the absolute worst at admitting you enjoyed something, you know that?

[Still, his spirits lift a little hearing what Keith says. Even if it doesn't erase all the tiredness and sadness he feels right now at the planet and Looma situation, it's still a pick me up re: something that means something to him.]

[Keith just rolled his eyes.]

Whatever.

[He took a sip of the tea... damn, this was terrible. The Fleet needed better stuff.]

Are you going to be okay? It was a pretty rough ride.

[Yes, Lance. Keith wanted to make sure you were okay.]

[It's nice, and he really does appreciate it.]

I will, yeah. I always bounce back. It's just tough right now, seeing the planet go all...kaboom. Knowing we couldn't save anyone. And that I... That I couldn't get Looma out. I keep trying to tell myself there wasn't much I could do, but it won't leave my head.

But, we did save other people. It wasn't a total loss. There are a lot of really grateful Lyukians on that spacestation right now... people we got off the planet before it was hit.

[Keith frowned.]

I'm not happy about losing people, either, though. It's not an easy thing to deal with, no matter how it happens.

I know. Logically, we all did the right thing and, I know that, and we tried as hard as we could. The majority of people did get out. I just...

[He flails his hands a little.]

It's not like I haven't had people die around me before. I have. A lot. Comes with the big family thing. But it never really gets any easier, like you said.

It happens in small families, too.

[That came out weird... and Keith looked away, almost regretting that he said it at all.]

[Keith doesn't need to elaborate. Lance can easily see the underlying meaning of that. He puts down his tea, and silently wraps an arm around the other paladin's shoulders, slowly so as to give him an out if he needs it.]

[Keith didn't lean into it, but he didn't pull away, either. Instead, he sniffed sharply and rubbed a hand over his face, forcing himself to calm down.]

Sorry.

[This wasn't supposed to be about him. He had come over here because Lance had asked him to.]

What're you apologizing for, dummy? I'm not exactly at my strongest now, and you don't need to be either. I'm not going to tease you for having feelings.

[He gives him a squeeze.]

I guess. I'm just not being very good at being comforting, I'd think.

[Keith wasn't all bluster and confidence about everything. He knew his own shortcomings.]

You're fine. You're here, aren't you? You don't have to do anything special. Just you being here helps, especially when I know you'd definitely rather have just passed out on your bed after all this.

[Keith rubbed the back of his neck.]

I just don't know if I'd actually be able to sleep after all this.

Well, then you can hang out here until you're tired enough to sleep. If you want.

[He gives a little half shrug.]

And give Shiro the chance to find us asleep like what happened in my room?

I'd never live it down.

[He smirked a little.]

Aw, I'm sure he won't tease us too much if we give him sad enough faces over it.

[He gives his shoulders another squeeze.]

I'm not sure I really want to test that, though. He takes pictures.

[Though Keith looked a little amused.]

You have proof of his tendencies to record 'moments' right there up on your wall.

[Lance can't help but look sheepish. It's still a little embarrassing for Keith to see that he's stuck that picture on his wall.]

C'mon. If I remember last time, you actually ended up sleeping pretty well. Sure, our backs were sore as heck afterwards from sitting against the wall, but...

All the more reason to avoid it here on this ship. We won't know if he does it until he texts us both a copy.

[Keith sighed a little.]

But, yeah... it did help a lot. Except for the weird position...

You know, I could just lock the door.

[Long pause.]

And we could just lay down.

[It seemed so logical, and yet... so much more than that... and Keith stared at Lance for a second, almost like he froze up.]

Uh... I guess?

Don't ever tell me I don't come up with great ideas!

[He gives him a grin, getting up and walking the few feet to his door to securely lock it. The last thing he needs is Shiro to take another picture and make Keith feel uncomfortable.]

Boots off, though. I'm not having those dirty things in my bed.

[Lance kicks off his own sneakers while he's at it.]

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