[ it's a fistbump he happily treats himself to, both for the sorbet and for his new fledgling love life. his grin easily turns towards the side of goofy, bright and wide, tinged with pinks around his cheeks. ]

Yeah, uh. His name's Keith. He's someone from home. [ he looks a bit sheepish, because it's a little difficult to explain them... facebook status: it's complicated. ] We were rivals [ one-sided, ahem ] then we were teammates, then friends and I dunno.. you know. Stuff just happened here and — now we're in love!

[ okay but look how happy he looks about it, tbh. and yep, he doesn't even hesitate to say as much as he does. honestly, asking lance to elaborate on anything is the worst thing you could possibly do.

unless you like not being able to do anything for the next three hours, that is. ]

I mean... things got kinda weird the other week. I was gone for like — three days? Something went wrong, we were both sent back into our stasis units and we got a whole new set of memories of being back home that we never had before, and we didn't remember a thing about Olympia and. Yeah. It was real weird.

[ it got a little bumpy there. but they obviously pulled through. ]

Anyway, sorry — I wasn't trying to keep it a secret. I've been wanting to tell my friends but you know... there was just never the time. [ not that he blames anyone for their ailments, of course. in fact, he feels a little guilty for being as happy as he is. ]