- do really pointless shit For Science all the time
- pidge: “you know, if we wanted, we could probably commandeer the castle comms to play screamo music” hunk: “well i mean yeah but literally why would we ever want to do that”
- pidge: “…” hunk: “…”
- they do it
- they Gotta
- hunk is the good cop, pidge is the bad cop
- refer to delicate scientific instruments as “the thingy,” ask for the other to get the thingy, somehow the right thingy is always retrieved
- *pidge builds anything* hunk: “I Must Touch It”
- hunk legitimately can’t handle how small pidge is
- “i could crush pidge with a hug, lance. a hug. that’s. that’s so messed up” “hunk are u ok”
- hunk: “where’s lance” pidge: “…i thought it was your turn to watch him”
- pidge stands on hunk’s shoulders to reach tall things
- “guys maybe we should head back. pidge’s been dissolving social constructs for the last two hours and i think i’m actually starting to agree, which is definitely a bad sign”