[The soda name rings a vague bell. He thinks he saw his grandmother with a can the last time he was home but he can't say he's tasted it before. He'll take her word on the best part. Her question has him glancing back one last time at the room below before the stairwell hooks and takes them out of sight and his brows come down for a moment. But he's not lying when he answers.]

They'll be fine. They've kept their heads through worse and they're together. They'll look out for each other for a while.

[Keith was moving into a leadership role, sometimes despite himself and Lance was surprisingly supportive as the right hand man to that even if neither of them seemed aware of it. Hunk and Pidge were the real ones Shiro had faith in when it came to talking to people. Mostly because both of them would tangent so fast into mechanical gobbledygook that there was no way they would say anything that could get anyone in trouble. He cocks an eye at her over his shoulder though and grins.]

Lance? He'll survive. He's really not himself unless there's a pretty girl to flirt with nearby. It's harmless. I don't think I've met Sym yet. She's not a fan of cheesy pick up lines?