( Lance earns a little twitch of his lips for the honesty; the wryness around it is real, but it's coming from a place of dark gallows humor. It quickly transitions into a visible, telegraphed grimace. ​)

I respect your move right there, but I also kind of want to punch you a little.

( Except the last fight he got into was in like eighth grade, so. Probably wouldn't accomplish much.

But he knows better than to leave it at that, it's stalling, which is kind of like playing chopsticks for Beethoven. )

Numerically? Probably five and a half out of ten.

( He's going for realistic while still getting away with lowballing it a little -- to Lance and to himself. )