Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20191120203148/@comment-39280634-20191213233403

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Lance wasn't sure if finishing his meal before this talk was a good or a bad thing; either he would lose his appetite or feel nauseous. He was silent, sinking in his thoughts about this gruesome reality that happened.

''... I've already went through some nightmares of my own but fine, this is a shitty conversational piece and I don't feel like delving any further. At least the fucking thing is locked up... but for how long ? And how can they be so casual, even amused by this ? Even Marcus pointed out how fucked it was. God, does the horror ever end ? Guess nothing else left but to wait out until we can leave...''"

Lance leans a bit back on his chair with his arms folded and a dull expression on his face. Once again, Meri takes hold on one of his hands, looking at him worried, not just about him but also about the story she just heard, as well as having a similar desire to return home. Lance can only return a frown to her, and attemp to confort her by wrapping his arms around her neck and patting her on her head.