Star squinted, as if that ever helped him see Lance more clearly.

The guy was just wrong, somehow, in that way things that were too perfect had about them. Not that he was fake. The only time Star had ever seen all that zen happiness and light give way, the negativity revealed had been only for himself. No, for the people around him, Lance seemed to have nothing but love and trust.

That in itself was wrong, Star knew. Lance himself had proven as much almost daily for as long as Star had known him.

…And yet.

So Star squinted.