[Honestly, he could skip, or hop, or dance or something, hearing that. For now, he'll keep Lance on his shoulders. Trying to angle his head enough to look up at him.]
You sure?
[He just - he's happy. Genuinely, deeply so. His hands on Lance's ankles squeeze once, in assurance. It's okay, he's got you, buddy.]
[Before, you know. Spinning in place with his teammate still sitting on him like a chair.]
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[Honestly, he could skip, or hop, or dance or something, hearing that. For now, he'll keep Lance on his shoulders. Trying to angle his head enough to look up at him.]
You sure?
[He just - he's happy. Genuinely, deeply so. His hands on Lance's ankles squeeze once, in assurance. It's okay, he's got you, buddy.]
[Before, you know. Spinning in place with his teammate still sitting on him like a chair.]