[Keith, your entire existence is hitting a nerve, this is kind of just your fate. Lance huffs out a breath, he doesn't need to be an empath to tell what Keith is feeling right now. He knows he doesn't like tip toeing on eggshells or being left too much in the dark.]

…If you have more questions, just ask them. [He doesn't sound annoyed this time, just worn out. But determined to get through this. Get to the next moment, then the next.] Chances are I'm not gonna like any of them but when has that ever stopped you from getting on my nerves? Or stopped us from getting to the bottom of something.

[That last part is actually a gentle tease, the kind of thing he'd say after they started getting closer just to break some tension and get Keith to lighten up and relax a bit. It's not easy for him to lean into that rapport right now, it hurts, but a lot of things in his life have hurt more or less constantly for a while now. He can try and swallow it for Keith.

He raises his hands with a little shrug, trying to force an air of aloofness.] But if you wanna risk smacking your face in the ice, be my guest. It hasn't been an hour yet.

[He can tell Keith does feel antsy, though. So even though he says that, he stands and offers him a hand up. Still, he's not looking at his face as he does, but the gesture is an improvement. If Keith has more questions, he can ask them on the way to the tents.]