Okay, okay. My wheels are turning. So hear me out while I think out loud here.

[He has that face. The one he has when he's putting together a complex design or working through a problem back on Voltron. He's looking upward while he talks out loud, fingers spinning in the air while he speaks.]

So I thought Lance liked Pidge and didn't like me after all, when really he likes both of us.

Lance thought I liked someone else when really I like both of you.

And then Pidge knew Lance liked her but she also liked me so she didn't know what to do with either of us.

[Man, he could really use a white board right now.]

Well, it's kinda like you have to convert an engine to run on more than one fuel source, right? You just modify the engine so it's input is set for both, say, fossil fuel and battery power.

So like. Wouldn't it be easier if instead of leaving someone out we just all ... date each other?