[Though he's an empath, he can't discern at all what Reaper's intentions were with that offer. And he's being suspiciously dismissive of it. But Lance's feeling about the man just make him extremely in edge and paranoid around him in general. He watches him tensely and his omen huffs in agitation. Then he repeats slow and guarded:]
"That's that." [A scoff as he shakes his head and reaches up to wipe a sleeve over his face, catching the stressed out tears before they have a chance to fall.] What are you doing? You don't care about fixing all this, or about me… what game are you playing?
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"That's that." [A scoff as he shakes his head and reaches up to wipe a sleeve over his face, catching the stressed out tears before they have a chance to fall.] What are you doing? You don't care about fixing all this, or about me… what game are you playing?