[With that shift and that damn smooth innuendo at the end, Lance finds himself floundering and absolutely bright in the face. His blush is no longer just a slight flush, it's a full on glow, because that's what his star powers do now, apparently.]
R-right, that's… really uh, beautiful when you put it like that. [He's now looking around shiftily for a way out, because what even??] Hey, you want something to drink? I'm parched.
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R-right, that's… really uh, beautiful when you put it like that. [He's now looking around shiftily for a way out, because what even??] Hey, you want something to drink? I'm parched.