[Why would anything be picture perfect, right? He didn't really have high expectations there to begin with, so calling it disappointment would be a bit of an exaggeration, but still. Besides even when people do wake up, it seems like there are issues with that, too. Keith's made that abundantly clear already, even if he made his (awful) attempt to backtrack.
Despite letting that go for now, Lance hasn't actually forgotten about it. He refrains from shooting Keith another vaguely concerned look and instead takes the cue to note the location of the mess hall. No stopping for food yet because he wants to see everyone in their stasis pods first and until then his appetite is pretty secondary.]
So that's where all the food is? Got it. [And there's a nod as they pass.]
Come to think of it, It's been a while since we've had the whole team together. Man... when everyone wakes up, it'll be like the good old days. [There's another smile at that. Earnest, though tinged with a little bit of bittersweet nostalgia. No lions, no war to fight. Very different.] We're gonna have to throw a party! ...And maybe come up with a new team name.
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[Why would anything be picture perfect, right? He didn't really have high expectations there to begin with, so calling it disappointment would be a bit of an exaggeration, but still. Besides even when people do wake up, it seems like there are issues with that, too. Keith's made that abundantly clear already, even if he made his (awful) attempt to backtrack.
Despite letting that go for now, Lance hasn't actually forgotten about it. He refrains from shooting Keith another vaguely concerned look and instead takes the cue to note the location of the mess hall. No stopping for food yet because he wants to see everyone in their stasis pods first and until then his appetite is pretty secondary.]
So that's where all the food is? Got it. [And there's a nod as they pass.]
Come to think of it, It's been a while since we've had the whole team together. Man... when everyone wakes up, it'll be like the good old days. [There's another smile at that. Earnest, though tinged with a little bit of bittersweet nostalgia. No lions, no war to fight. Very different.] We're gonna have to throw a party! ...And maybe come up with a new team name.