[ I'm usually better at handling these sorts of things earns Lance a reassuring little shoulder grip there, with his arm crossing the distance and his hand very carefully on sleeve-only terms. It's short, nothing huge, he's just a tactile guy. It falls away, and he settles more deliberately down into a comfortable half-slump on the couch.
His apology earns a blithe smile and shrug. ]
Thanks, man. I don't know if at stake is really the right term for it, that kind of implies there's an alternative where we win.
[ He shakes his head, light and amused — on the surface. Deep down in there somewhere is a little accent mark of cynicism or darkness, easy for most people to miss. Maybe unless they're in Lance's line of work, kind of a toss-up then.
He carries on just as casually, conversationally. ]
A ton of these guys... I think they're from places that are like... movies. Books, you know? You have the right plucky attitude or determination, you get some... deus ex machina or a triumphant montage and you overcome obstacles. That's not reality. Not my reality, anyway. No heros, no plans, just... winding down the clock. End not with a bang or whatever, you know?
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His apology earns a blithe smile and shrug. ]
Thanks, man. I don't know if at stake is really the right term for it, that kind of implies there's an alternative where we win.
[ He shakes his head, light and amused — on the surface. Deep down in there somewhere is a little accent mark of cynicism or darkness, easy for most people to miss. Maybe unless they're in Lance's line of work, kind of a toss-up then.
He carries on just as casually, conversationally. ]
A ton of these guys... I think they're from places that are like... movies. Books, you know? You have the right plucky attitude or determination, you get some... deus ex machina or a triumphant montage and you overcome obstacles. That's not reality. Not my reality, anyway. No heros, no plans, just... winding down the clock. End not with a bang or whatever, you know?