"That's not true." Pidge sounds tired, but no less firm for it. "Stop talking like you're anyone's second choice."

She continues eating. "You're not really anything like my dad anyway," she says, because she's too tired to have a filter and talking is just the thing she does when she has nothing else to do, "You're a lot more like Shiro, actually. You know, the leader of Voltron? I hope you get to meet him someday, you'd probably like him."