[ Pidge allows the physical contact, but she still pulls a face. That's not encouraging. Or all that polite. She tugs her arm back after a moment. ]

Why can't I do both? Like I said, I'm a paladin of Voltron. I've had to fight and I'm going to have to again and the other side isn't going to care that I'm short or that I might just be along to "do computer stuff".

[ Her face sets in an expression of determination. ]

If you don't want to, I'll find someone else.