[That arm hits his wrists, but Lance's grip is tight enough that it doesn't knock him loose. If anything, it makes him grab tighter, his eyes fixed on Keith's. As pissed off as he is, there's an undercurrent of melancholy threatening to capsize it. He has no idea how things went so wrong between them. Keith may have always been a bit insular, but things were getting better back home weren't they? It all seems so far away, so long ago and out of reach and the longer he looks at the cold expression on Keith's face, the more he just wants to crawl into a hole.

He doesn't let go. But something in his demeanor shifts away from anger to a numbed disapointment.]

You're the one who gets into trouble by going on these weird missions at night!

[Don't think he's forgotten about this Cree shit.]

And maybe you're fine, but I wasn't okay? [....] I'm not okay.

[It's the first time he's admitted as much out loud. With Allura running off into the forest babbling about being the apothecary's daughter, every other paladin and all of his family members still in stasi with no signs of waking up, and Keith just gone. the house had been so empty and lonely... and:]

I really needed you, alright? I...[Finally, he does let go and hangs his head.] ..I guess I thought we had a bonding moment.