[Alright, so he isn't going to say anything just yet. That's fine; Lance mentally files the subject away for now, and focuses instead on the task of getting Rosen out of the house. At least he's moving now, and after he puts on the cardigan Lance leads the way from the apartment.
Once they're actually outside, he makes a dramatic show of opening his arms out wide and tipping his head back as if basking in the glow of the artificial light. Which is exactly what he's doing.]
Feel the fake cave-sun and the should-be staler than it actually is air. What a time to be alive.
[He says it with all the enthusiasm of a teenage goth, purposefully contrasting with his gestures.
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Date: 2017-08-07 03:58 am (UTC)Once they're actually outside, he makes a dramatic show of opening his arms out wide and tipping his head back as if basking in the glow of the artificial light. Which is exactly what he's doing.]
Feel the fake cave-sun and the should-be staler than it actually is air. What a time to be alive.
[He says it with all the enthusiasm of a teenage goth, purposefully contrasting with his gestures.
Cheer up, Rosen.]