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Hey, it's Pidge. Sorry, can't answer right now, but go ahead and leave a message. I'll get back to you when I can.

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[shiro2hero]

[Oh my god fine, he will counter with his own sad face.]

Please get some rest.

[pidge_out]

[That's pretty good, Shiro. But you forget that Pidge grew up with Matt, and she is immune to Matt's puppy face powers.]

After coffee?

[shiro2hero]

[Goddamn you Holts and your puppy faces, why are you all so good at this.]

You won't sleep if you have coffee, Pidge.

[pidge_out]

[DealWithIt.gif]

I will. I'll bring it up to my room and go back to bed after normal coffee.

[shiro2hero]

[DAMMIT...]

Promise?

[pidge_out]

[She just nods, very solemn, holding eye contact.]

[shiro2hero]

... All right.

[pidge_out]

[She'd brighten a lot more visibly if she wasn't still so tired-looking.

For now she'll just... sort of try to slip out of Shiro's hold on her and make her way back to the kitchen.]

[shiro2hero]

[He just lets her. Honestly, it's too much effort to put up more of a fight at this point.]

[Go get your coffee, Pidge. But he'll be here to make sure you really do go upstairs.]

[pidge_out]

[Yaaaaay.

And off to the kitchen she wanders. Where she will fix herself up a normal pot of coffee.

And will proceed to just stay there, even once she's got it, slowly sipping at it with her eyes closed.]

[shiro2hero]

[He'll give her a minute. You know, before he heads in to start steering her back out again.]

Come on. Back you go.

[pidge_out]

[She'll go more quietly this time.



But she's bringing the whole pot of coffee with her.]

[shiro2hero]

... Pidge you promised me you'd sleep.

[pidge_out]

Mm-hmm.

[But she's still not letting go of her coffee.]

[shiro2hero]

... hold onto it tight for a second.

[Because he's going to just. Pick her up. Princess style. Or, rather, like you'd scoop up your half-asleep child.]

Come on, Pidge, bedtime for Green Paladins.

[pidge_out]

[She'll complain harder about this when she's more awake. For now she's just... kind of blank-faced. Because it's weird, but it makes sense, and she's hardly fazed, just holding the coffee pot in one hand and the mug in the other.

And sipping at it.]

It's morning.

[shiro2hero]

Same thing. You're going back to bed, either way.

[Hey as long as she's not kicking around or struggling and spilling coffee everywhere. As long as she's okay with this.]

[Up the stairs they go.]

[pidge_out]

[Her brow kind of furrows as she drinks some more, blinking hard like she's trying to force the sleep out.]

You're the one supposed to go to bed.

[shiro2hero]

Can't. Gotta go drive a space taxi.

Like a responsible adult.

[Just relax and let your new dad put you to bed, Pidge.]

[pidge_out]

[She makes a face, tongue sticking out and nose wrinkled, like a petulant toddler.]

Blech. You're way too good for work like that.

[shiro2hero]

Hey, don't be like that.

I get to fly every day -- it's not that bad.

[It's actually relaxing, compared to the fate of the universe resting on your every move.]

[pidge_out]

Hmm. [She seems to consider this for a moment, pouring more coffee into her mug.]

Flying's good. Wish Green was here.

[shiro2hero]

[He pauses in climbing the stairs, looking quietly at her for a long count. There's a lot of things on his mind right now. A lot of things he wants to talk to her about, but...]

[How do you even tell someone like family these things? How in the world did Lance do it?]

Yeah. Me too. It'd be nice if they were all here, huh?

[pidge_out]

[She squints at his face, looking at him from the corner of her eye over the rim of her mug. She may still be in the middle of waking up, but she's pretty damn sure that something about that was... off.]

They fly better than any shuttle here.

[shiro2hero]

[No nothing is off, he's fine, this is fine, everything is fine.]

[But they're at the top of the stairs, now, and he's moving to try nudging her door open with an elbow.]

No argument on my end. Still feels good to fly, though. No matter what it is.