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“Yorak!”
Yorak spins around, taking in the sight of Lance standing in front of him, cheeks flushed and hair messy.
Lance smiles awkwardly at him.
“Hi…?” Lance waves awkwardly.
Yorak crosses his arms, staring down Lance, watching as his smile gets more pained.
He sighs.
“What do you want Lance?”
“I’m here to say ‘hi’, so… hi.”
“Hi, Lance.”
“How are you?”
“I’m… fine. Lance, what are you doing here? Don’t you have a meeting to lead or something?”
“I… guess? I’m here to see you, though… y’know, since I invited you. Do you not… want to see me?”
Yorak sighs and rubs his eyes. He’s too tired for this.
“Look, Lance, I have to go. And yes, I wanted to see you, but I can tell you’re busy with your alliance meeting. So… bye. I’ll talk to you later.”
Yorak turns to board his ship and Lance can feel his chance slipping away. This is the first time they’ve seen each other in person since they met and Lance is not ready to say goodbye just yet.
“Wait, Yorak, I wasn’t avoiding you or anything, I was just explaining to Allura about why you’re here, she wasn’t on board with you being here, which I guess is fair, as your race has been known to be bloodthirsty backstabbers but-”
“I see.” Yorak interrupts. “Well, then I will definitely be going. Bye, Blue Paladin.”
And with that, the door of the ship closes behind Yorak and Lance’s heart sinks. He didn’t even get a chance to finish talking. Not that he knew what he was going to say.