[Lance doesn't miss a beat even with their combined stumbling. He doesn't even notice Shiro almost lose his grip, thinking it's more him losing his own footing than anything else. Because it keeps happening. His feet don't agree with him, especially not as he tries to focus on singing too.

It's a good thing Lance knows this song by heart and in two languages already. Makes it easier to keep going.

There's a pause as he feels himself dropped into the seat, and he stares, a little surprised they made it this distance in that amount of time. As Shiro moves in to strap him into the seat, Lance brings both hands up to his shoulders, dropping them down. And he looks serious..

But then--

He lifts a hand up.]

Up where they waaaalk, up where they ruuuunnn, I wanna stay away in thaaa suuuunnnn!!

Wond'rin' free, Lance wants to beeee...

Part of yooooouuurrr woooorrrlllddd!!!

[And he nods, like he's just told Shiro a very quiet, serious secret, and not belting out drunken song lyrics at him. He decides he's good, taking a deep breath, and then tries to stand back up.]