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He blinked as Amelia came towards him, a look of concern on her face. He winced as she touched his knuckles, though not necessarily from pain. He was, once again, shocked be her gentle touch. It was like every interaction with her just solidified his resolve to steer clear of her. He looked her up and down, finding himself even getting a bit angry with Eva. He thought about moving the shirt to cover her bare shoulder but Damar brought him away from those thoughts.

He smirked. [color=cyan]"It isn't exactly hard for me."[/color] He joked, chuckling. Lance's eyes went wide as he was pulled by the arm, towards one of the room which he assumed to be Damar's. He smiled softly as, probably without realizing it, Damar supported his body weight. Every step with his right leg sent a shooting pain up his body. He'd probably pulled something back there. He'd just have to ignore it for now. [color=cyan]"I always need a first aid kit."[/color] He chuckled, following Damar's directions into the room. 

Sitting on the bed, Lance quietly watched Damar as he applied first aid, his expression soft. Anyone with half a mind for love would recognize his gaze almost immediate and half the girls they graduated with would have died to have any guy look at them the way Lance often looked at Damar when he thought no one was watching. He jumped slightly when Damar returned to ask him if he was ready, looking Lance in the face. He avoided his gaze and replied with a soft voice, [color=cyan]"De..."[/color] Before he could even really brace himself, however, Damar was already getting to it. Lance winced, his face twitching at the pain.

He sighed as Damar finished the rest. He blinked when he realized what Damar was holding and looked down to see his hands being caressed. Swallowing, he blushed a bit, still fairly innocent when it came to relationships despite all of his big talk. He opened his mouth to start explaining himself when Damar suddenly rose and began putting everything away. Lance smiled, watching him. He didn't really feel like trying to explain anyway. And not explaining probably made him more mysterious and attractive anyway. He chuckled slightly as he watched Damar leave, laughing mostly at himself. This summer was going to be hard, but he also wanted to watch over Eva. 

Though, if he was being honest, that was just an excuse he told himself so he could see Damar again. Just for 100 more days. Only those. Not wanting to get back on his knee, Lance laid himself back against Damar's bed. Frowning when he realized it didn't have his scent yet.