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[businessinfront]

"This is Keith. Leave a message."


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[yablueit]

Sure beats food goo, huh?

[businessinfront]

What doesn't?

[yablueit]

Nunvil.

[businessinfront]

You sure had enough of it.

[yablueit]

And I regretted a lot of it.

[businessinfront]

[ Keith snorts softly, rolling his eyes. ]

There there.

[yablueit]

Plus the morning after was kind of like a hangover.

[businessinfront]

You spent the morning after in a healing pod!

[yablueit]

...Yeah, dude, that— That's the joke.

[businessinfront]

[ Keith's shoulders lift in an awkward huff, and if Lance pays close attention, he can see Keith's cheeks go very faintly pink with embarrassment. ]

... Well, it's still not funny.

[yablueit]

[ Keith's embarrassment is saved by the microwave beeping, and Lance turns to take both bowls out of the microwave, passing one to Keith before heading for the living room. ]

Anyway, the point is, food is amazing, and we're all lucky to have Hunk.

[businessinfront]

[ Talk about conversational whiplash. Keith takes the food, still bristling, and follows Lance to the living room after a moment. ]

That, we can agree on.

[yablueit]

[ Lance sprawls pretty much immediately on the couch, slouched down with his bowl resting on his chest. ]

Sooo, what have you been up to? I feel like I've barely seen you around all month.

[businessinfront]

[ Keith sits on the arm of the couch, shrugging. ]

Working. Or exploring. I don't... really like hanging around with nothing to do.

[yablueit]

Right, me either. It's weird, actually having nothing to do for once. Did you find an actual job, or are you just taking more one off stuff?

[businessinfront]

Just odd jobs. I'm not, uh, ready for a chain of command that isn't... this.

[ He waves a hand generally, hoping Lance gets what he means — Team Voltron. ]

Again. Not yet, anyway.

[yablueit]

[ He considers this for a moment as he shovels a forkful of his rice into his mouth, and then nods. ]

Yeah, I get that. It's weird, thinking about having any kind of boss that isn't, y'know, Allura or Shiro.

[businessinfront]

Yeah.

[ There's a reluctant pause, like offering more is damning, somehow, but... well, Lance already knows what happened to him. ]

They're good. A lot better than the officers back at the Garrison.

[yablueit]

God, no kidding! At least Shiro has a sense of humor, even if it's awful. I'm pretty sure Iverson doesn't even know how to spell joke.

[businessinfront]

Yeah, because that's the most important quality in a leader.

[yablueit]

The fact that you don't think so isn't surprising. [ He rolls his eyes, but he's still grinning enough that it's not too deep a jab. ] But a leader should be approachable, right? Not somebody you feel like you can't talk to.

[businessinfront]

[ Keith rolls his eyes right back, but it's true, so whatever. After a second, he turns his gaze down to his food, stabbing around idly with the fork more than eating. ]

Well... yeah. Yes. And willing to listen. If you don't know the people who work with you, you can't really rely on them.

[yablueit]

Right, exactly. Man, could you imagine how much harder forming Voltron would've been if none of us had ever met before the day we found Blue?

[businessinfront]

Hey, I only knew one of you!

[yablueit]

Yeah, but we knew you, so it counts. Or at least me an' Hunk did, Pidge had no idea who you were.