[Lance is quiet for a long moment after this. Alien porn continues to play in the background, but not even the tentacles and whatever else is going on is really a sufficient distraction from the sheer amount of ???? going on in Lance's head.
The words "that's not funny, Lenka" come to mind as a knee jerk response, but he knows Lenka doesn't joke. Not about something like this anyway. So he just... slowly puts his hand to his head and closes his eyes.]
So we're all....
[Stone zombies? Infected? Potentially not even really themselves anymore? As much as he wants to say that can't be right, he knows trying to argue against isn't going to get them anywhere productive. If that is the case, then it's best to accept it and do something about it as soon as possible. But all the same, he's still going to say it.]
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The words "that's not funny, Lenka" come to mind as a knee jerk response, but he knows Lenka doesn't joke. Not about something like this anyway. So he just... slowly puts his hand to his head and closes his eyes.]
So we're all....
[Stone zombies? Infected? Potentially not even really themselves anymore? As much as he wants to say that can't be right, he knows trying to argue against isn't going to get them anywhere productive. If that is the case, then it's best to accept it and do something about it as soon as possible. But all the same, he's still going to say it.]
That's not funny, Lenka.