[There's no bite to his words, even if it sounds like there should be. Lance just sounds defeated, not to mention tired. He's trying to plead his pathetic case, but if anybody knows how stubborn Pidge can be when she puts on that defiant voice, it's Lance.
He might as well go before she practically drags him out of the bed.]
Pidge... [Lance sighs, rubbing his hand over his face as he sits up, both to make sure it's dry and to hide any evidence of anything but a neutral expression.] I'm sorry I woke you up. Just go back to bed and I'll go back to my room. I'll make it up to you in the morning.
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[There's no bite to his words, even if it sounds like there should be. Lance just sounds defeated, not to mention tired. He's trying to plead his pathetic case, but if anybody knows how stubborn Pidge can be when she puts on that defiant voice, it's Lance.
He might as well go before she practically drags him out of the bed.]
Pidge... [Lance sighs, rubbing his hand over his face as he sits up, both to make sure it's dry and to hide any evidence of anything but a neutral expression.] I'm sorry I woke you up. Just go back to bed and I'll go back to my room. I'll make it up to you in the morning.