[ lance grows a little quiet at that, clearly mulling over magnus' words. processing, letting them absorb. indeed, he feels a faint flare of hope at the idea... that it's something he can still grow into. that it's okay if he's not quite there yet. that he has time.
slowly but surely, he's turning a smile back to the older man, small but genuine. ]
...Thanks, Magnus. [ he hopes the man is right. ] I'll keep trying, and I'll keep doing my best. Who knows? Maybe I can be the best of both.
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[ lance grows a little quiet at that, clearly mulling over magnus' words. processing, letting them absorb. indeed, he feels a faint flare of hope at the idea... that it's something he can still grow into. that it's okay if he's not quite there yet. that he has time.
slowly but surely, he's turning a smile back to the older man, small but genuine. ]
...Thanks, Magnus. [ he hopes the man is right. ] I'll keep trying, and I'll keep doing my best. Who knows? Maybe I can be the best of both.