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[reverseengineer]

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[reverseengineer]

[Pidge is glued enough to her phone--or Magitek, whatever, that she knows Shiro's gone. She'd stared at it for a moment, barely able to process, then raced to the library, then tried to raise him through the comm in her helmet. She wasn't even surprised when it didn't work.

She did not think to message her teammates because they'd already been messaged and she apparently overestimates their intelligence. And she didn't think to go find them for emotional support because even now she's too used to dealing with everything herself. So Keith's message is... not expected.]

They texted us all. He was transferred, apparently. Since, you know, it's totally like him to set off alone without even saying goodbye to us.

[secondnature]

[Keep running toward where Lance is so he beats him, or stop and answer Pidge? Reason says do the latter, but his heart says do the former. There's a grunt of frustration as if he can't decide as he connects with her, coming to a halt.

Lance can wait. And Lance can shut up. He's not late because he's got any reason to be late. Pidge got back to him, and this—

This is important.]

It's just like those guys—I'm not surprised that ALASTAIR would just send him away. They probably didn't even give him much of a chance to do anything about it.

[Besides, Keith is the one to rush off alone without saying good-bye. Not Shiro. Never Shiro.

He's aware of that, too.]

Hey, uh, I'm meeting up with Lance. We're headed to your room, okay?

[reverseengineer]

...yeah, that's okay.

[She almost wants to protest, say that they don't need to. But they're a team. They have to deal with things as a team. It's what Shiro would want.]

I'll just... be here.

[secondnature]

All right. See you soon.

[The message ends there. They could pretend this doesn't bother them, but they would all know that they're lying about it.]