[Lance huffs a light, breathy laugh at that, not really able to deny. He did everything he could to try and distinguish his identity in a house full of kids. Scrabbling together what he could that represented his interests in his tiny room he used to share with Marco was part of that.
The question has him rubbing his arm, a little abashed because he knows he's like pretty young here for the subject.]
It's uh… astrophysics.
[Not long after he says that, his mother comes in the room and places her hands on her hips looking at his back where he sits at the desk. Current Lance's breath catches and he looks like he's on the verge of tears just seeing her again. Then she speaks, in Spanish:]
Lance. No tengo tiempo para juegos.
[Young Lance turns around giving his mother a timid puppy dog look, but whines quite loudly back:] No estoy jugando, mamá.
[Her eyes narrow and she gesticulates with her hands as she responds, growing more frustrated sounding.] ¿Tienes alguna idea cuánto ponemos en la vida que tienes?
[Lance looks down with a bit of a pout and whispers:] Si mamá.
[There's a lull in the conversation as his mother seems to soften slightly and just regards him. A bit critically, but not without love. If Shiro has no idea what they're saying, Lance can translate… roughly.]
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The question has him rubbing his arm, a little abashed because he knows he's like pretty young here for the subject.]
It's uh… astrophysics.
[Not long after he says that, his mother comes in the room and places her hands on her hips looking at his back where he sits at the desk. Current Lance's breath catches and he looks like he's on the verge of tears just seeing her again. Then she speaks, in Spanish:]
Lance. No tengo tiempo para juegos.
[Young Lance turns around giving his mother a timid puppy dog look, but whines quite loudly back:] No estoy jugando, mamá.
[Her eyes narrow and she gesticulates with her hands as she responds, growing more frustrated sounding.] ¿Tienes alguna idea cuánto ponemos en la vida que tienes?
[Lance looks down with a bit of a pout and whispers:] Si mamá.
[There's a lull in the conversation as his mother seems to soften slightly and just regards him. A bit critically, but not without love. If Shiro has no idea what they're saying, Lance can translate… roughly.]