[ space battles were hard enough. being thrown into a war he never asked to be a part of was a lot, too. but he couldn't have imagined what war must have been like during a time like this. to hear so many screams, so many cries of agony...
he wants to get out. of course he wants to learn more about sylvain but -- not like this. he can't handle this, and he almost feels like he should be able to because who knows what's going to happen in the future once he gets back home, right?
he doesn't have much time to linger on that thought, though, because suddenly an arm wraps around him and sylvain's chest. normally, lance would pull away and insist he's fine. in a place like this, though, he's clearly not fine at all. he doesn't really think about it too hard -- sylvain's a warm, steady presence through all the chaos. he needs this. even if all he can do is put his hands over his ears to try and drown out the screaming. ]
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he wants to get out. of course he wants to learn more about sylvain but -- not like this. he can't handle this, and he almost feels like he should be able to because who knows what's going to happen in the future once he gets back home, right?
he doesn't have much time to linger on that thought, though, because suddenly an arm wraps around him and sylvain's chest. normally, lance would pull away and insist he's fine. in a place like this, though, he's clearly not fine at all. he doesn't really think about it too hard -- sylvain's a warm, steady presence through all the chaos. he needs this. even if all he can do is put his hands over his ears to try and drown out the screaming. ]