[ Hunk can practically feel the nervous fear radiating off of Pidge behind him, like a heat lamp directed at his back. He's terrified too, of course, but when isn't he? He can throw up later.

He steps aside though, giving Lance enough space to enter the room. ]

Nothing much, man. Just hanging out, waiting for you to get back. We were worried, you know.

[ It was hard, letting Lance go off and do his own thing. But he knew it was what his buddy needed. He had some stuff to work out, and both Hunk and Pidge had proven to him that if he needed them for anything they were here for him.

But he'd come back. He'd come back. ]

Come in for a sec? I gotta tell you both something.