[ He drags the word out a bit, hesitating on what he wants to ask next, if anything. Lance sits on the nearest chair and puts his face in his hands and Shiro grimaces. Great, this is going absolutely swimmingly. Way to not mess this up, Shiro.
Slowly, he comes over and crouches in front of Lance, pressing a hand to his shoulder. ]
It's...not that I'm not flattered, you know.
[ That's. A better way of putting it than I return it but see prior conversation about me leading the team and Bad Ideas. ]
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[ He drags the word out a bit, hesitating on what he wants to ask next, if anything. Lance sits on the nearest chair and puts his face in his hands and Shiro grimaces. Great, this is going absolutely swimmingly. Way to not mess this up, Shiro.
Slowly, he comes over and crouches in front of Lance, pressing a hand to his shoulder. ]
It's...not that I'm not flattered, you know.
[ That's. A better way of putting it than I return it but see prior conversation about me leading the team and Bad Ideas. ]