You can't close booger graveyards. That's like against the rules or some shit.

[He really could just tell her where they're going tonight, but even if Lance wanted to, Pidge eating it on the sand pulls him up short and he's running towards her. Only he's not about to rescue her, no, no. He instead takes this moment to gloat and drags his entire hand across her shirt, making sure to get her good and grody.]

And there we go. Now wasn't that easier than fighting me?

[Lance knows Pidge will make him pay for his in some form later on, but right now, the risk is worth it.]