[ Lance likewise doesn't budge from his spot, though he glances at Keith to try and get a read on him, noting that he lowers his blade but doesn't relax. Shiro's tone goes a long way, but his words don't make sense to him at all, so he shakes his head. ]

Yeah I'm with Keith. The last time we saw you was after we fought Lotor and decided we'd be going back to Earth. You were barely conscious, man, and you definitely didn't have two arms. After that, we woke up here. Well, not here here, but we've been stuck in this place a few weeks now.

[ With Keith in front of him, the view is mostly blocked, but Lance looks travel-worn enough to back up his words. His clothes are stained and worn, there's a cobbled-together bow slung over his shoulder and an old hatchet at his belt-- where he was lean before, he now verges on thin. ]