[Ah yes, the minority. Just like that Green Day song. There's a look he's giving Allura. It's the look of a red-state father whose son just told him he's going to be attending Bronycon. There's a half-shake of the head, too, partially refusing her consent even though he's not no say in the matter. She responded too quickly for him to even advise her against the trip...]
By not doing that.
[Flatly, at Lance, especially to remove the wind from those Big Word sails. On the other hand, he doesn't have an alternative to offer. Sitting here quietly festering in brewing mania is all he's got.]
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By not doing that.
[Flatly, at Lance, especially to remove the wind from those Big Word sails. On the other hand, he doesn't have an alternative to offer. Sitting here quietly festering in brewing mania is all he's got.]