[Lance doesn't really know what else to say. And besides, his past self and Coran are giving each other a look and deciding it's time to rejoin the others. He looks nervous, after his experiences in other memories where the memory could affect those watching, his eyes dart to that crystal in the ceiling at the center of the room.]
Come on, we gotta go.
[He grabs for Mako's wrist and heads back to the door leading out ahead of his past self and Coran.]
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Come on, we gotta go.
[He grabs for Mako's wrist and heads back to the door leading out ahead of his past self and Coran.]