[Lance swallows. He does not want to get into this subject and he's reaching his limit here for sure. His tone is snappy when he replies.]
Nope. Don't ask. [He looks down at Kosmo against his leg and the glow recedes so that it's a shifting plasma under the skin of just his neck by the collar of his shirt. Then he detaches enough to sound more even.] Let's just… get to the house.
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Nope. Don't ask. [He looks down at Kosmo against his leg and the glow recedes so that it's a shifting plasma under the skin of just his neck by the collar of his shirt. Then he detaches enough to sound more even.] Let's just… get to the house.