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“This was a lovely idea of Lance’s,” Allura says.
“Yeah, it was,” Pidge says, yawning and breathing in the perfumed steam.
“Who know there was a spa here?”
“Lance obviously did,” Pidge says.
A group of aliens are sat on the other side of the steam room. Pidge smiles, but they don’t smile back.
“I wonder why he didn’t tell us until today,” Allura says, and Pidge is amused to see the steam has made her hair frizzy.
“I think he was saving it for a surprise. And it was a nice surprise.”
“Yes, it was. It is lovely here.”