[ She didn't know at first, surely, and for the longest time, but-- once she became aware of her own feelings she became very, very aware of Shiro's. Or at the very least, she hopes he isn't quite as cheesy with other people as the way that he is with her.

But-- his answer isn't quite what she wants to hear. Because she wishes he would keep her to himself all night. Shiro's parents and grandmother aren't going anywhere, as far as she's concerned. She'll make time to visit them now and then whenever she's sent to Hanamura for work. But Shiro--

Shiro is leaving to space in some hours and now she's seen firsthand the kinds of battles he fights out there in the Black Lion and in Voltron and even on his own two feet. The young, bright and optimistic person in her believes that he'll do well. He'll be alright. But the soldier in her knows that sometimes things don't go the way you'd like them to despite your best efforts.

But she can't bring herself to voice her thoughts, because she also knows that Shiro's family means a lot to him and spending time with them is just as much for him as he says it is for her.

Luckily Hana's pretty good at not sleeping because she's not planning on getting any this evening.

While her lips had drawn into a thin line, she now manages a small smile for him and her hands trail up to his shoulders. ]

I always have room for cake! But promise me we'll sneak away before your grandmother starts talking about the good old days, okay? [ she'll thrown in a wink there, too. ]