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“Someone get a fucking pod!” Lance yelled. The rest of the paladins following behind him. Well, accept Pidge. Who he held as close to his body as possible. Shiro didn’t even try and correct his language. “What happened?!” Allura cried out as coran took Pidge from Lance. The red of blood transfer hands, and yet still staining the white of Lance’s armor. She looked like she had seen a ghost. Hand frozen in air when she had reached out to try and help. “Pidge took a shot for me” gasped out Lance, no tears in his eyes, but tear tracks evident down his face. “I- I didn’t see it. This is my fault…” Lance looked down at his hands. Shaking. Still grasping at where he had held Pidge close to his chest. Despite the fact that Coran was prepping her for the pod as quickly as Alteanly possible. Hah. Damn. Lance couldn’t even find the humor in that. He found a spot near the healing pods to sit himself down and collapsed. Hands and breaths shaking nearly against each other. Shiro came to stand close. As if he was making sure Lance was okay. But it was his fault- “my fault…” Why would Shiro care about him right now? “Are you alright Allura?” a hand fell over her should and she looked up to see Hunk. A flush and embarrassment running over her face, but she looked no less emotional than before. If anything, she was paler. ”I apologize for my behavior. I was simply startled. Since the beginning of this war, I’ve witness many injuries over time. Including the first paladins. Even before the war I must say. And on the accounts of how often my father returned from a mission beat up or near bleeding to death, I do not handle blood very well. I have what I believe you call a phobia of blood.” “Haemophobia” Lance mumbled. “Homophobia? Lance- that’s not..” Keith began with a startle. “No. The fear of blood. It’s called Haemophibia. God. That’s funny.” They all turned to stare at Lance as he began chucking to himself and shaking his head. Facing his lap. Shiro placed his human hand gently onto Lance’s knee. “Lance. You wanna tell us what’s funny? We’re a little confused.” Lance looked up at Shiro through his hands. Having begun to laugh into his palms halfway through his giggles. “Oh well. I’m not like- making fun of Allura? I just think it’s kinda ironic. If I’m even using that word correctly…” By now, the others had gathered around Lance and stayed near the pod just the same as he was. “Like it’s perfectly chill if you have an aversion to blood. But being so afraid of it that you can’t speak is a little ridiculous. Cause we’re in a war.” ”If it bleeds, you can kill it. Which doesn’t exactly could for things like robots, the druids. Or plants. But that’s all circumstantial. However, if a body is bleeding, that either means that it’s alive and has blood to bleed. It could just be hurt. Sure. And sometimes bleeding means dying. Life cannot be without death anyways. That’s what I was taught anyways. But if a cut doesn’t bleed, it’s dead. “You bleed just to known your alive” and all that.” ”Did you just quote The GooGooDolls?” Keith looked at Lance through his eyelashes, squinting, and judging heavily” ”Hah! WTF. You’re judging me and yet you knew what song it was! Fucking emo nerd.” Lance laughed. This time out if some genuine amusement rather than panic and self-hatred.