It was especially good to see Shiro enjoying himself so much. It had been a LONG time since Keith had seen the older Palladin's face so relaxed, his smile so big, and... open. He suspected that Shiro might have needed this outing the most of all of them. Time with FRIENDS, not subordinates he felt responsible for. No worries beyond when the next drink was arriving, what the next song was going to be, who had the highest score on a silly bar game that held NO stakes whatsoever. That was a rare thing in war.

The song switched over to the opening strains of another blaring pop anthem he remembered from his school days and his friends regrouped. Pidge and Lance were literally just jumping in place to the beat while the four of them debated on dance steps. Their happy energy, paired with the intense expressions on Shiro and Hunk's faces? It was actually downright adorable. This time they seemed to settle on a fairly complicated pattern of hand and arm movements and a sort of strut forward and back. The song was ramping up, but so far the beat was pretty slow. Pidge was slowly going through the hand patterns with Allura, positioned to the Princess's left. Hunk was on her right and focused entirely on the foot placements. Which put Shiro and Lance directly in front of the other three as if they were leading a class. They hadn't really started dancing yet, just tapping out the beat for Allura. Lance said something he couldn't hear that made Shiro toss his head back in a laugh and then hip check him playfully. There was a sudden burst of percussion and the song shifted tempo dramatically.

He sipped his drink to hide his chuckle as Pidge, Hunk and Allura all fumbled with the moves and frantically scrabbled to fall back into step with Shiro and Lance. Shaking his head in affection for the whole lot of them, Keith's eyes slid forward. Unsurprisingly, Shiro was nailing the choreography- moving with the same precision that he did when sparring. Lance, though. Lance was a SHOCK. Keith nearly choked on his drink. He'd seen a lot of alien races that were more flexible, graceful, and able to move more fluidly than humans since leaving earth, but he was hard pressed to think of a single one that would have outshone Lance at this moment.

The Red Lion was known for agility and speed, and if there had EVER been a doubt that Lance was the right fit as its Paladin, seeing him on the dance floor would have put that to rest. He made the choreography that the others were struggling with seem effortless, plus he somehow managed to make it look like it was completely spontaneous. His eyes were closed and his whole body flowed through the steps. Lance was usually upbeat and playful- often crossing into goofy territory- but this was different. There was a joy that shone through him that Keith had never seen. It was riveting. He found he could barely tear his eyes away from his slender, silly teammate.

After a surprisingly long stretch of music, he managed to pull his attention back to Allura to see how she was faring with the more complicated dance. She seemed to have the STEPS down, but her arms were giving her trouble. She kept missing a transition from a finger movement to a larger sweep of the arms, and whenever she did, she dissolved into giggles, doubling over for a second, or leaning on one or the other of her companions. While he watched, the three in the back decided to abandon all set dance steps and instead just bounced and wove to the beat, hanging off of each other.

He'd never seen Allura so... tactile... with the others. She had always seemed to be a bit like himself- not overly comfortable with a lot of physical contact, slower to relax enough to get 'touchy'. Hunk, Pidge and Lance always seemed to be crawling all over each other like puppies in their down time and at the moment, Allura seemed to be much the same way. She hopped on Hunk's back to hug him, then slid off to throw her arm over Pidge's shoulder as they hollered out the chorus together. After that, she spun away to weave between Shiro and Lance. Shiro caught her hands and swung them to and fro a few times before releasing one and letting her twirl away from him. She broke the hold of his hand only to catch Lance's. Lance settled his other hand at her hip and turned with her, waltz-like, seamlessly leading her back into that same foot pattern, only backwards this time. He flashed her one of his cheesy grins with the cocked eyebrow and she said something Keith couldn't make out before kissing his cheek and dancing away from him again. The five of them formed a loose circle, all of them doing their own thing, and joking around together. There was no mistaking the bond they had as a team. It was a drastic improvement from the way they'd been interacting when he'd started spending more and more time with the Blades of Marmora and he had no doubt that it carried over to the way they worked as Paladins, too.