[Shiro's grown up in a society where, if you want a refill, you fill up everyone else's glass. It's just the logical next step that if Lance is doing his face, it's his part to do Lance's. So he takes the jar and looks at the writing he can't read on the side of it and hums, dipping his human fingers in to get a decent amount that mimics the amount he'd seen Lance collect just before he'd closed his eyes. Fairly aware of how its supposed to go by simply repeating what he felt being done to him, he starts with the circular smears.]
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How thick should I lay it on?