[She's right, but also they tend to leave unexpectedly at the worst of times which is all the time, really. In any case, once she pulls back, Lance is staring at her face that looks suspiciously flushed though he chalks that up to the island sun, giving her a full once over. Last time he saw her, they were all in the hospital bundled up in bandages. She seems all in one piece to him which has him assuming everything at home is fine, or at least, that everybody is still kicking ass.
The same can't be said about his own face. Even under the dark of a tan, Lance's cheeks betray him. How long has he wanted to hug Allura, only to do it under such circumstances?]
This is Blue. Blue, this is Princess Allura. He belongs to Shiro, but he's my little bro.
[He reaches down to pat Blue on his head after which Blue bows and takes Allura's hand to drop a polite kiss on it. M'lady, he squeaks in Pokemonese. If he had a hat, he'd tip it.]
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The same can't be said about his own face. Even under the dark of a tan, Lance's cheeks betray him. How long has he wanted to hug Allura, only to do it under such circumstances?]
This is Blue. Blue, this is Princess Allura. He belongs to Shiro, but he's my little bro.
[He reaches down to pat Blue on his head after which Blue bows and takes Allura's hand to drop a polite kiss on it. M'lady, he squeaks in Pokemonese. If he had a hat, he'd tip it.]