[Lance shifts in the water, turning away to grab the bottle of champange. He doesn't need a refill, just a distraction so he doesn't have to look Allura in the eye as she pushes.]

Yeah, well, that was before.

[Before the Galrans destroyed everything he held dear and made the lines between friend and foe too blurry. Why bother working through the trauma to clear the air when it's so much easier to ignore it? It's been working fine for him so far!]

Things are different now and that's that. Thace and I don't get along and we won't be getting along, so let's just move onto another subject.