[When Lance finishes with the toner, he merely sets it down and opens the moisturizer. It's got a creamier feel to it, but still the same soft scent, and he dabs it on in small bits before smoothing it in just as gently. If Lance had to drop out of the Garrison for any reason other than terrible grades or Voltron, he'd take the Grease method and go straight to beauty school.

But Shiro's question has him choking, and he pauses, sulking for a moment.]

What an awful question! If I don't pick her, she'll actually murder me. She will find whatever space quadrant we're in with her sister genes and she'll throw the closest heel straight to my head! You never come between Sophia and beauty. She's like... reigning beauty champ unless you're under five.