[She'd been excited about it. Probably moreso than anything Lance has seen her excited about before. The war at home is nowhere near forgotten, but maybe it's not so difficult to see the person she was before - when she wasn't talking of battle plans and revenge on Zarkon. She's eager to help and to learn, and when the bell on the door jingles, she looks up, a smile spreading over her face when she sees Lance.
A smile that quickly evaporates in a sudden yelp when her hand comes into contact with the kettle in front of her. She hadn't been looking when she reached for the handle and a sharp pain makes her yank her hand back.]
Ah-! [Oh that stings. She sticks the finger in her mouth, then waves it in the air. To her credit, she refrains a hearty Quiznak.] I keep doing that...
Poor allura's hand is going to be all burnt by the end of this lmfao
A smile that quickly evaporates in a sudden yelp when her hand comes into contact with the kettle in front of her. She hadn't been looking when she reached for the handle and a sharp pain makes her yank her hand back.]
Ah-! [Oh that stings. She sticks the finger in her mouth, then waves it in the air. To her credit, she refrains a hearty Quiznak.] I keep doing that...