[He's still not sure how reliable Lance's assessment is. Broken, bruised or cracked, it can be difficult to tell apart the differences. Good thing he's got a magic potion that may or may not be digestible.]
No. [It's a kneejerk response while gauging the condition of his pants in relation to damage. They don't look so rough, but he'll...further determine what's going on there in a minute. For now, he'll stand, cap the potion, slip an arm under Lance's with an upward motion, suggesting he stand up once more, free to rely on Keith to hold him up.] I wouldn't let you die.
[You're like his BEST FRIEND dude...come on. come on man.]
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No. [It's a kneejerk response while gauging the condition of his pants in relation to damage. They don't look so rough, but he'll...further determine what's going on there in a minute. For now, he'll stand, cap the potion, slip an arm under Lance's with an upward motion, suggesting he stand up once more, free to rely on Keith to hold him up.] I wouldn't let you die.
[You're like his BEST FRIEND dude...come on. come on man.]