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So... what'd I miss?

[What's up TAB network, it's your friendly neighborhood spaceman out of hospital after a disaster mission to that hellscape planet. Looking halfway decent -- surely those circles under his eyes are normal and, you know, right arm in a sling is fine. Totally okay.]

[Managing the TAB is a little difficult since he's got a bag full of armor slung over his good shoulder but oops. Oh well.]

Anything I need to get updated on? New faces or issues?

[On his feet and already trying to leap back into work. Good going buddy.]

For anyone I've missed, I'm Shiro -- and if anyone out there knows the name "Voltron", let me know.

[Because if Hunk showed up while he was out, others might have too.]

[After making that little announcement, he'all continue on to the Lion House in the 5th district. And probably stand in the front walk for a minute to brace himself before marching on inside.]

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You're right.

So, like, what am I going to have to do to get you to leave some of that guilt at the door, huh?

[Pot meet kettle.]

I get you have...histories...with the Princess and Pidge, but...you don't have to shoulder those burdens with me around. That's what friends do. I may be a part of the team, but I was your friend way before that happened.

You have to do the same, first.

[Calling you on it is what bros do. Right?]

... do you have to say it like that? "Histories"?

Hey, I'm just trying to be responsible!

[He leans his chin in his hand.]

It's nicer than "baggage?"

What's wrong with it? I'd kill to have a history with anyone other than my psychopath twin brother.

Because, last I heard, "history" tends to mean... different things... when you say it about people you uh.

... liked seeing change shape.

[A beat.]

I'm not talking about Pidge, here.

[Darin taps his cheek with his index finger, watching Shiro.]

[Then, he calmly stands up, walks back to the fridge with his glass, and pours himself another fresh glass of blue juice.]

[He makes his way back, sits down, and takes a nice...loooooooooong....sip.]

[Only to promptly snap his head away and spit it all out.]

YOU AND THE PRINCESS?!

[What is he even... doing? This is a weird time to --]

[And then it dawns on him. And he's already holding up his hands (sling be damned this is too important.]

No! No, no! I --

I'm saying we aren't -- we never --

Saying 'history' like that makes it sound like we were!

Yeah but! I mean...!

I wouldn't blame you?!

[He's throwing his arms out wildly because if you're going to start screaming about this type of thing in the middle of the night with a house full of people, you may as well go all in.]

Would you stop yelling?!

People are sleeping!

I'm not yelling I'm gesturing wildly with my hands and that affects the volume of the voice! I'm physically manipulating the soundwaves!

Science!

Darin, if you don't stop yelling, I'm going to take my hand and physically weld your mouth shut.

Quiet down, or go outside.

Oh my gods, you're flustered.

I can't believe this. I've actually managed to fluster you.

This is the best night ever.

[Darin places his chin in his hand and takes on the most Lance-look ever.]

Shiro likes 'em strong~

I am not!

We were having a serious conversation, and you derailed it! That's the problem here!

... Not that!

Well, no that's definitely not a problem~

And this is also a serious conversation.

Between men. Between friends.

I had no idea you were capable of emoting anything other than stoicism. Especially not 'flustered.'

This is not even remotely serious. Or continuing. End of discussion, effective right now.

[His turn to stand up. Scowling, ferociously. Because it's that or turn bright goddamn red.]

Good night. Go to bed.

Not before I write about this in my journal.

Don't... you dare.

You'd never know, would you.

[Darin gets up and starts to saunter by him.]

Not unless you went through my journals yourself.

Do not even tempt me right now.

[DON'T YOU DARE SAUNTER AWAY FROM HIM YOUNG MAN.]

...You wouldn't.

[Uh oh, that backfired. Darin does have personal thoughts in there about people. People Shiro probably knows.]

[People Shiro definitely knows.]

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Try me.

[He wouldn't. But really, his Tired Face is better than a poker face, right now.]

Besides. We're not done talking about your passenger there.

[Time for an epic stare down while Darin weighs what he knows about Shiro.]

...For now, Diomuhr's quiet. I just need to keep my strength and my temper in check.

All right. But... you do know I'm going to be keeping my ears open after this, don't you?

If anyone mentions anything remotely like this... I can't not try and get you help.

Trust me. I've been looking into it too.

I just...

A personal favor? Well, two actually...

I know you're concerned but...please, don't treat me like I'm some kind of...ticking time bomb. Like a cataclysm that's set to go off at any moment. I've lived with that stigma all my life. Just...let me be me?

And the second...? Let me talk to All--...The princess...on my own terms. I still need to talk to her about what happened with you.

[He places an appreciative hand on Shiro's good shoulder.]

Though...I'm starting to see what you see in her. I approve.

[He gives him a teasing wink as he heads on towards the stairs.]

Oh and, before I forget, she uses her mice to spy on people, so everything we've just been talking about might make its way back to her pointy ears anyway. But at least this way, with what I've just admitted? We're even.

Sweet dreams, Shiro~

[And up the stairs he goes.]

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That's fine. And fair. You're welcome to call me on it, if that happens.

[But he doesn't want it to. He won't ever intend it to.]

[And he had more to say. Important and leaderlike things.]

[But then?]

[What.]

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