( he might have said that he wanted to be leader, but when he really thinks about it, when he really weighs the responsibility of being the head of voltron, he thinks that he maybe needs to think more before he opens his mouth and starts spouting off things he's going to regret. ( foreshadowing much? nah, nah. )
it's the kind of mantle he isn't prepared for, isn't ready for on so many levels that he'd lose count if he tried to take stock of them all. the kind of mantle meant for people like shiro, and in his absence, keith.
it had been strange, unfamiliar, not sitting in blue's pilot seat; red moves so much faster than he's used to and he catches himself wondering once they've returned to the castle if he's ever going to get the handle of it. if they're ever going to be able to bond like he had with blue, his first brilliant, perfect girl, and it makes him nostalgic already in a ridiculous sort of way.
except it isn't ridiculous at all, when you think about it. those bonds run deep, so deeply that he doesn't think that even with the shift of pilots he'll ever lose that bond entirely, even if he'll never be her pilot again.
any … way. that's part of the reason he's still in red's hangar. sitting on the floor in front of his new lion as he had when blue had first shut him out. he looks … calm, in the sort of way that only lance can ever look calm, which ends up mixed with things like restless energy and a bit of uncertainty and a myriad other things at any given time because he wears every single emotion on his face all at once.
he looks up when he hears his name, eyebrows climbing halfway up his forehead. ) Keith? Hey. ( he pulls himself up from the floor, genuinely surprised to see the other, though if he really thinks about it, since it's red's hangar, he really shouldn't be.
he turns away from red, giving the other paladin his full attention. ) What's up?
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Date: 2018-12-30 11:55 pm (UTC)it's the kind of mantle he isn't prepared for, isn't ready for on so many levels that he'd lose count if he tried to take stock of them all. the kind of mantle meant for people like shiro, and in his absence, keith.
it had been strange, unfamiliar, not sitting in blue's pilot seat; red moves so much faster than he's used to and he catches himself wondering once they've returned to the castle if he's ever going to get the handle of it. if they're ever going to be able to bond like he had with blue, his first brilliant, perfect girl, and it makes him nostalgic already in a ridiculous sort of way.
except it isn't ridiculous at all, when you think about it. those bonds run deep, so deeply that he doesn't think that even with the shift of pilots he'll ever lose that bond entirely, even if he'll never be her pilot again.
any … way. that's part of the reason he's still in red's hangar. sitting on the floor in front of his new lion as he had when blue had first shut him out. he looks … calm, in the sort of way that only lance can ever look calm, which ends up mixed with things like restless energy and a bit of uncertainty and a myriad other things at any given time because he wears every single emotion on his face all at once.
he looks up when he hears his name, eyebrows climbing halfway up his forehead. ) Keith? Hey. ( he pulls himself up from the floor, genuinely surprised to see the other, though if he really thinks about it, since it's red's hangar, he really shouldn't be.
he turns away from red, giving the other paladin his full attention. ) What's up?