[The annoyed expression falters in its intensity as well and smoothens into a tired resignation. Pointedly, Lance keeps his eyes on Lenka and away from the mirrors.]
Lenka. I need you to steal my phone and keep it with you for when our bodies get taken away so that we can still talk to you guys.
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Lenka. I need you to steal my phone and keep it with you for when our bodies get taken away so that we can still talk to you guys.