[It feels like an hour before there's a proper echo affect. His attention jerks from left to right, finally settling on a form he can identify as Lance. He...he looks okay? He's upright.
He's also made the mistake of assuming he was fine beforehand after he'd had his ass handed to him too, so there's that. Without sparing another moment, he's running right for him...
leave the meth for pidge
He's also made the mistake of assuming he was fine beforehand after he'd had his ass handed to him too, so there's that. Without sparing another moment, he's running right for him...
Bitch you better brace for impact.]