[blemish free huh? Shiro could have appreciated that when he was younger. He knew that he'd gotten off pretty light in the acne department as a teen but he'd still had his share of break-outs and the ones that had stayed deep under his skin, refusing to rise to the surface to relieve the pressure had been a real problem for quite some time. He'd gotten one in his ear once! And twenty-five was not far enough away from his teenage years to have forgotten that kind of pain.

He could have used a Lance in his life back then apparently. Now he watches curiously as Lance messes with the bottle and the number of huh indicate something unusual. He looks down at the liquid in his palm once Lance has popped the bubble, feeling a little on the leery side -

but still game. Still...]

Can you - put it on my face for me? Otherwise I think I'm just going to waste it by accidentally putting it all on one cheek or something.