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[Lance just generally has no desire to be on any hit lists--he's already had that fun--and his particular skills and talents lend well to playing the double-agent role. It's not doing a whole lot of good, at least not so far, be he hopes that maybe he'll be able to find out something useful through it eventually.

He shakes his head at Rosen's apology, not in refusal but just that it isn't necessary.]

It's fine. I just don't want to talk about how I'm feeling, which I'm aware is ironic considering my profession, but it just...

[He shrugs again, trailing off. He's simply been navigating far too many delicate and emotionally stressful conversations with people lately, and the thought of another one--especially one about himself--is almost painful.]

[He lifts a hand as if to say 'no. I get it.' He more than gets it, given he's shunned his profession for well over 3 months now. He's impressed that Lance has lasted this long still balancing his own life with the troubles of the rest of the cave.]

Maybe a go on the piano might be relaxing?

[A little smile and a nod towards the instrument in question]

Maybe.

[Drinking sounds better, but he's very aware that is absolutely not the way to solve problems. And he hasn't played the piano--or done anything creative, really--in awhile, so it'll be nice, and he hesitates only briefly before going over to sit down.

He hesitates a little longer than that in choosing the song, but then he has a bit of an idea. He's not totally sure he can pull it off, but if he chooses a song he can play without too much thought, then maybe it'll work.

Lance begins a lovely but relatively simple song, and once he gets into the rhythm of it he begins concentrating on the other thing he's trying to do. It takes a moment, but then as he presses each key on the piano it lights up a soft golden color, fading out whenever he moves his fingers to a new location and reigniting there.

Clearly this is the best use for his new skill in magic, right?]

[Lee moves to settle on the couch, content to drink his coffee and listen. Though he makes a face when the keys start to light up, wrinkles in his forehead deepening as his eyes go owl-wide.]

Now thats a new trick. Unless you've been keeping that up your sleeve this whole time.

[He can't help but grin a little at that reaction, glancing over at Rosen briefly.]

It's a new one. And probably kind of a frivolous use of it, but...

[It's cool.]

I think you are allowed some frivolity, Lance.

[He flops back gracelessly on the couch then, feet hanging over the arm]

Sooo are you going to tell me where you learned that?

[He glances back again, raising at eyebrow in amusement at the almost childish way of reclining on the couch, but Rosen's not wrong; some frivolity is good.]

Kyna taught me. Apparently magic from her world can be taught, at least to some extent; I learned a few really basic spells, but no matter how basic they are they're really cool.

[He's utterly delighted to be able to do any sort of magic at all; even if it had done nothing he'd still think it was amazing.]

Kyna...

[Lee goes thoughtful]

...I was in her dream. Erm, during that week when we were all getting thrown into each other's dreams, I mean.

[Of course. But he felt awkward not clarifying]

Was it difficult?

She's pretty awesome.

[Not just for knowing how to do magic, but being willing to teach him and honestly just being nice to him. It doesn't take all that much to give him a positive impression of someone.

As for the question he shakes his head, finishing the song.]

Surprisingly, no. It felt... Really natural, I guess? Which is not something I thought I'd ever say about doing magic.

[It's still completely surreal to talk about doing magic at all.]

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