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[emblazes]

Yeah, we just came out of a forest!

[competing]

No, cuz you got beat up by a vine monster!

[emblazes]

Big deal!

[While elbow-shoving him, oooooooh.]

[competing]

[ lance is gonna... gently... shove back! ]

Yeah, exactly!

[ good thing that vendor isn't around to witness this. he's seen Enough. ]

[emblazes]

I get it! I screwed up!

[At least he's not elbowing back again. Now he's just going to go on an angsty tirade.]

I wasn't good enough for either of us, but -- we're having to start over as long as we're stuck here and it's not that easy!

[Working with the blade was...lonely, sure, but at least he had a group to work with. Here it's...

It's Lance and Allura, and rather than include them on weird missions, despite how capable they are, he'd rather not. He'd rather be able to protect them, keep everything on a smooth trek.

But he sux.]

We'll go to the healer if it'll make you happy, I don't care anymore.

[He just. Won't be able to lead, because he avoids these ppl.]

[competing]

[ whoa what?

lance reels back slightly, keith's outburst inciting a physical whiplash. out of reflex, he's reaching out, wrapping a hand around keith's wrist, as if anticipating the boy to pivot on a heel and run away any second now. ]

Keith, what? What are you talking about? You got hurt trying to protect me, that doesn't mean you screwed up.

[emblazes]

[He's effectively stopped from doing anything rash by that grip, glaring at something distant as Lance tries to smooth over his Failure. He has a point, sure, but he could've done better

This is somewhere around the third time they've argued about his injury, for example.]

I screwed up, Lance.

[As though repeating it makes it truer.]

[competing]

[ lance just stares at keith, looking like he wants to argue.

and he does, but not nearly as aggressively. if anything, there's nothing but resignation in his tone. ]

I was the one that got caught first. And I didn't cover you when you needed me to.

If anyone screwed up, it was me.

[ fine. two can play that game! ]

[emblazes]

[Lance also didn't get hurt, which is what he'd point out if he weren't totally trying to avoid that subject/admitting his brain hurts. He just provides an unconvinced look at first.]

...Can we just visit this doctor?

[competing]

[ he didn't get hurt because keith risked his neck for him... baka....... ]

Yeah, sure. Maybe he can do something about your thick head.

[emblazes]

I'll meet you back home.

[U just got UNINVITED.

Even though he doesn't know where this place is.]

[competing]

[ lance just grins, though it's strained, and loops his arm through keith's to keep walking them towards the doctor's. ]

This way, sweetie.

[emblazes]

Don't say stuff like that when we're--

[Arguing, he was going to say. It's patronizing, he was going to explain...but they're not really arguing as much as just...him...angsting...and being frustrated over Lance's inability to see how lame he is.

Erh.

He's walking along with heavy steps and a limp arm because he's gotta be extra.]

This better not take long. If they wanna draw blood, I'm out.

[competing]

[ okay fine, fair point. sweet petnames are now off-limits during times of friction (the negative kind, anyway). no sense in sullying them.

but regardless, lance is determined to see this throat, giving keith a tug every time he trails too far behind. ]

Like you have something better to do. Don't be such a baby.

[emblazes]

It's not about being a baby, don't you remember the blood drive?

[With a glare; he's been cut and jabbed more times than he can properly recall, but if they're using his blood to get high & are thereafter going to pursue him until he's been drained...he can just wait this thing out.]

I do have something better to do.

[competing]

Oh yeah...

[ lance seems to blank out for a moment, a bleak look crossing his face as he suppresses a shudder.

his hand closes around keith's instinctively, just as he gives his head a shake. ]

Don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you. [ he's scrappy! ] You can do your other thing afterwards, whatever it is.

[emblazes]

[His other thing is probably some bullshit like, expanding his radio since it doesn't work as intended.]

I'm not gonna let anyone hurt me either. [Flatly, with a flat look. He's flat.] But how did you forget that?!

[The blood drive is such an important key component to almost every point on his conspiracy board, jeeze.]

[competing]

[ omg no on but you can keep track of your conspiracy board, nerd. ]

It was a long time ago, okay! It's fine, you probably just have a concussion, they don't draw blood for that.

[emblazes]

They're not gonna do anything for it!

[Besides magic, maybe. Get his DNA on record for something malicious.]

[competing]

You don't know that!

[ magic's still okay!! hmph. ]

Do you at least still have that healing ointment from olympia?

[ does that thing get expired... ]

[emblazes]

[Didn't JJ drop his magic healing ointment? Should we pretend there's some left?]

I don't know.

[He's got a defensive tone about him.]

I packed it but I don't know if there's any left.

[competing]

[ idk man, be thankful i even remembered it. ]

Great, good going. [ W2G KEITH.

lance just stops them in the middle of their walk, turning to face him. ] Do you really not wanna do this? I guess if it is just a concussion, all I have to do is make sure you don't sleep...

[emblazes]

[Thankful on Thanksgiving.]

I've been saying that since you mentioned it.

[Wonder how they could think of ways to keep each other awake all night...hmm...]

I'll be fine, even if I fall asleep.

[competing]

Except for the part where that's the opposite of what you're supposed to do when you have a concussion?? [ keith he's going to shake you. and maybe suck on your dick. but only to save your life, okay, god. ]

Let's just go home then.

[emblazes]

I'm part Galra!

[Louder than intended, maybe outburst time part 2.]

I'll be fine, whatever happens. [He's literally arguing about falling asleep rn.] You don't have to be responsible for me.