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[lifetothefullest]

I'm not sure if they're running or not, but even if they aren't, everything kind of just... Froze, I guess, as we all disappeared.

[So there may be abandoned trucks somewhere, or trailers that had been loaded at a warehouse and never taken to be delivered.]

[hardwearing]

...that's a great thought, actually. I'll look up the shipping routes and see what I can do.

Thanks, Lance.

[ He probably won't get arrested. ]

[lifetothefullest]

You don't have to thank me; I'm sorry I can't really offer anything more useful.

[He barely knows what he's doing at the moment and it's just too much for him to organize anything or give any real advice, as much as he'd like to be able to.]

[hardwearing]

It's a good idea, don't sell yourself short. I didn't think of it.

[ He turns to head towards the kitchen, but hesitates. ]

...are you okay, Lance?

[lifetothefullest]

[He decides not to argue with the first point, instead offering a small nod of appreciation, but at the question--]

Yeah, I mean, things are kind of terrible for everyone right now, but I'm okay.

[And that's totally believable, right? Definitely. Nothing to see here.]

[hardwearing]

You seem kind of...

[ Down? Everyone does. Hmm. He doesn't know how to put it, but. ]

Do you want to talk?

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance watches Washington a moment as he tries to find the right word and then eventually asks a question instead, which is a nice offer, but--]

I appreciate you asking, but it's just... I'm really tired.

[He can admit that much, especially since it's very obvious.]

I was one of the first back, so this has all been really nonstop.

[hardwearing]

...I get that.

[ Tired. Okay. If that's all it is, and he has a bad feeling but no reason to accuse Lance of lying to him. And doesn't know him well enough to do so, besides. He smiles faintly. ]

Try to get some downtime in, okay? I'll see you when I get back.

[lifetothefullest]

[He manages a faint smile of his own, appreciating both the concern and that Washington isn't prying further.]

I'll do my best. Be careful yourself, and let me know if anything happens and you need help.

[hardwearing]

I will. Thanks again, Lance.

[ And then he's gone, off to hijack a transport in all likelihood. The next call Lance gets might be Wash needing bail, honestly. ]