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He stopped, letting out a breath and setting the globe in his lap. He peeked up at Pidge, face looking worried. Or maybe irritated? Pidge dealt with computers, not emotions.
“Was it because of earlier? Like, when I caught you and stuff in training?” Lance blurted suddenly. For a moment she was scared she had been caught, and tensed up to prepare for the confrontation that was sure to occur.
“Like-” he fumbled for a second, glancing up like he thought the ceiling might come to his rescue. “Like, did I hurt you? Or invade a boundary? I just wanted to stop you from hitting the floor, I promise.”
Pidge blinked in shock. “What?”
He squirmed. “I dunno, just… I was trying to be a good teammate but I know you’re really not a touchy feely person? It was the only thing I could think of that might-”
“Lance,” she interrupted him, unable to keep it back for a second longer, “I don’t have any pants on.”(aka, 'this is some estrogen bullshit')
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