['We' is probably pretty generous of Shiro in his story but currently, he thinks that's fine. His heart rate is finally starting to come back down and the longer he's out of the bar and away from a cheering crowd the more the rising worms in the back of his memory quiet down. Lance is helping ground him in his own way, even if its simply by being... Lance.
A Lance that's currently pretty unhappy with the situation and Shiro is kind of glad there isn't a rear view or side mirrors on this thing because if Lance could see how bad his face looks it would be even worse. He starts the craft and turns it, heading back for the Castle. And he stays quiet for a long moment before simply, quietly, asking:]
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A Lance that's currently pretty unhappy with the situation and Shiro is kind of glad there isn't a rear view or side mirrors on this thing because if Lance could see how bad his face looks it would be even worse. He starts the craft and turns it, heading back for the Castle. And he stays quiet for a long moment before simply, quietly, asking:]
Why?