[Ryan slips on the headband the way he always saw his sisters do it, pushing his hair back away from his face. It really strikes him after he takes his glasses off, when he catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror, that he really resembles them.
The emotion is strong enough that Lance will feel it radiating off of him even without direct skin contact - a fond nostalgia.]
...Yeah, I can imagine.
[He hangs his glasses on the front of his shirt and sits where Lance directs him to.]
You really know a ton about all of this, huh?
[It isn't a judgement at all - he's kind of amazed, honestly.]
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The emotion is strong enough that Lance will feel it radiating off of him even without direct skin contact - a fond nostalgia.]
...Yeah, I can imagine.
[He hangs his glasses on the front of his shirt and sits where Lance directs him to.]
You really know a ton about all of this, huh?
[It isn't a judgement at all - he's kind of amazed, honestly.]