( So like an eight; he huffs. At least give him a seven and let him keep his dignity, man.
The press of his lips into a line is a little less wry over those extenuating circumstances. He's got plenty of deflecting to do when he opens his mouth, but somebody with authority from the front of the group calls, "Alright, folks! We're rolling out!"
The herd shuffles into movement, and Ian shuffles along with them falling into step beside Lance. )
Hey, can you still--
( You know. His chest glows faintly under the layers, and Lance's shirt is temporarily a v-neck before he puts it right again.
His powers are the only reason he's going -- most of these people seem normal. Something like what he's got could help save lives. )
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The press of his lips into a line is a little less wry over those extenuating circumstances. He's got plenty of deflecting to do when he opens his mouth, but somebody with authority from the front of the group calls, "Alright, folks! We're rolling out!"
The herd shuffles into movement, and Ian shuffles along with them falling into step beside Lance. )
Hey, can you still--
( You know. His chest glows faintly under the layers, and Lance's shirt is temporarily a v-neck before he puts it right again.
His powers are the only reason he's going -- most of these people seem normal. Something like what he's got could help save lives. )