[ there is a split second in which all lance does is stare. almost deer-in-the-headlights, except this deer seems to have seen this car coming all along.
in the next, his lips twitch into something of a smile, the rest of his features easily following suit. it's there on the tip of his tongue — what are you talking about, man? we talk all the time! but it dies almost as quickly as it is summoned. he never speaks the lie, because he knows what prompto's talking about. has thought about it himself a couple of times, yet never acted on it.
his expression falls, and he looks down at the ground between their feet. ]
Yeah... I guess you're right.
[ one hand reaches up, idly rubbing at the back of his neck. ]
Sorry about that, man. I should've checked up on you sooner.
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in the next, his lips twitch into something of a smile, the rest of his features easily following suit. it's there on the tip of his tongue — what are you talking about, man? we talk all the time! but it dies almost as quickly as it is summoned. he never speaks the lie, because he knows what prompto's talking about. has thought about it himself a couple of times, yet never acted on it.
his expression falls, and he looks down at the ground between their feet. ]
Yeah... I guess you're right.
[ one hand reaches up, idly rubbing at the back of his neck. ]
Sorry about that, man. I should've checked up on you sooner.