[He's ready to give Tewkesbury time to think about it, but it seems like he doesn't need it, and Lance can't help but smile again a little at that reaction.]

Sure, of course. If you haven't eaten any real food yet, we can go find some too.

[Most places are safe enough to venture into without much concern about getting noticed, and there's always Red Wings too. So he casts another brief glance around to make sure no one's going to try to stop them before popping the hatch open.

Or trying to, anyway. It doesn't respond, and he's briefly just puzzled, but when he tries again and it doesn't do anything he quickly puts the pieces together. Oh. Great.

Part of him expected something if someone caught him messing with the way things are done, but he hadn't exactly expected it to be so quick, or for it to be this; he had more been planning to deal with protests and arguments. He hadn't really thought it would be something like this.

The fact that there's still a doubtlessly confused teenager waiting for him to be opening the door helps Lance control his immediate emotional reaction, and he carefully keeps himself composed as he looks at Tewkesbury again.]

It seems like someone disapproved. I'm sorry; I'm going to have to speak with Gaby.