[Reaper withdrew the offer when Lance replied and the mask simply wavered and melted into black smoke that reabsorbed into his body. Like he had mentally had enough of himself present at all times to keep the mask solid this whole time.]
Then consider it returned. [He then shifted where he stood, examining the repairs that Lance had been making.] What materials do you need to make these repairs? [He knew what he would do, but this wasn't his undertaking. He was assisting and nothing more.]
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Then consider it returned. [He then shifted where he stood, examining the repairs that Lance had been making.] What materials do you need to make these repairs? [He knew what he would do, but this wasn't his undertaking. He was assisting and nothing more.]