[Well, rude is his default setting so Pidge should be used to it by now. But she's not the only one shaken up here. Lance never thought the coma would hit him, fully expecting to be far behind the rest of the team forever, to hear the stories of how much more useful he becomes to Voltron. Experiencing it, however, was worse. So much worse.]

I finally wake up and you're already insulting me? And here I thought you'd be happy I brought Lance Jr. home before he started straying.

[Jokes. Jokes help shove everything away, making everything seem fine and the rest left unsaid. His only hope is that Pidge is fooled enough by his act for him to get away with it. Or angry enough that Lance is still a pervert at times.

When Pidge is suddenly staring at him, Lance feels more than a bit vulnerable, like if he lets her look too long, it'll reveal things that haven't settled inside him just yet. He shifts his glance to the side, hoping that it seems like he's seeking a rogue water bottle or something.]

Could use something to drink, though.