[Lance snorts and crosses his arms, looking away in discomfort and fear and passing it off as annoyance. Though it's a valid thing to ask, he doesn't like the idea of it, not at all. It strikes nauseating levels of fear in him after all the times he's been made to question his perceptions of reality.
It's a struggle he has regularly, not really knowing what's real or fake. It's not an issue that's unique to him, but it's not common either. It's the last thing he needs especially right now when trying his hardest to stay disconnected from the immense grief and pain of finding Keith here on the beach having been reset.]
It's- it's just not. Don't go there, man.
[It's a shame he can't seem to keep the unsteadiness out of his voice when he says that. He swallows a thick lump in his throat and grips his arms hard where they are crossed to keep his hands from shaking too visibly.]
There's differences, alright? I dunno how to explain it, just- just trust me on it.
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It's a struggle he has regularly, not really knowing what's real or fake. It's not an issue that's unique to him, but it's not common either. It's the last thing he needs especially right now when trying his hardest to stay disconnected from the immense grief and pain of finding Keith here on the beach having been reset.]
It's- it's just not. Don't go there, man.
[It's a shame he can't seem to keep the unsteadiness out of his voice when he says that. He swallows a thick lump in his throat and grips his arms hard where they are crossed to keep his hands from shaking too visibly.]
There's differences, alright? I dunno how to explain it, just- just trust me on it.