The next exercise was an Altean game--not really a game at all, but I guess Alteans had a lot of fun playing it--where basically you go around in a circle and share deep things with each other. You'll go around the circle three times, the first time sharing your deepest wish, the second time your deepest fear, the third time your deepest source of pain.

"All right, who wants to go first?" Shiro asks openly.

No one replies. By this time, Keith is back in the room, and was calm, but wouldn't make eye contact with either boys and kept to himself. Lance grew tired, and was yawning with half-lidded eyes. This was way too boring, and they started after dinner.

"Okay, here, I'll lead by example," Shiro announced. "My deepest wish is to save the universe by succeeding at as many goals as possible with Voltron, and then settle down to live a quiet life with someone I love."

Lance nodded, "Romantic. Who do you love?" Lance put a hand over his mouth, "I didn't mean to ask that!"

Shiro chuckled, which sent Keith's heart fluttering, "That is the question. Who's next? Keith?"

For the first time after this little love confession, Keith looked at Shiro, but it was a glare, "To get the hell out of here and have some free time alone."

"To hog the training deck?" Lance mocked with a sly grin.

"To prepare for our next fight with Voltron!" Keith retorted.

"Guys, try to stay on task, please," Shiro interrupted.

"But he-"

"Keith," Shiro put a hand up. "Let's get through these exercises. Lance, you're next."

Keith folded his arms and looked away, yet was listening for Lance's response.

Lance shrugged, "I guess to be back home with my family. Or come out to the team."