Could be worse. [His boss could be a doofy looking turtle guy, or trying to conquer the entire universe.] So you're out of work for now?

[Pidge can relate. It's been quite a while since she's come across anything that needed Voltron's specific brand of help. Which is probably a good thing, since she has yet to see any of the Lions show up here.]

That makes sense. [Kind of. Though now she's mostly wondering about the specific blood requirement- and what happens if he tries to sheath it without feeding it first.]

I feel like I'd probably remember saying something like that. [Naturally, she remembers the conversation she'd had over the network, but she'd been chatting with a cute, potentially-alien creature then. Still, she's quiet for a moment as she considers his appearance.]

Unless that's a subtle way of saying by the way, I'm also a shapeshifter, at which point I'd feel the need to point out how cool that is.