[Pidge just scoffs at the attempt at humor. Mainly because rude, how dare he try to get away with this shit with a clearly half-assed joke. But also partly because she's still a bit shaken up by the intensity of her own emotions over the whole situation. She'd been so damn worried, despite what everyone else kept saying, even while trying to reassure Hunk that everything would be fine. Deep down she truly had been paranoid that Lance would never wake up, and then what were they supposed to do? It wouldn't have seemed right somehow.
Her hold on him tightens ever so slightly, despite his protest at her squeezing him too hard, and she just shakes her head against him.]
Asshole. [You scared us. She doesn't manage to say the words out loud, but the feeling is there.
Eventually she does pull back, just enough to be able to search his face and really look at him. And there is... definitely something different. She can't quite pin it.] How're you feeling? You okay?
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Her hold on him tightens ever so slightly, despite his protest at her squeezing him too hard, and she just shakes her head against him.]
Asshole. [You scared us. She doesn't manage to say the words out loud, but the feeling is there.
Eventually she does pull back, just enough to be able to search his face and really look at him. And there is... definitely something different. She can't quite pin it.] How're you feeling? You okay?