The Heartlines on your Hand *Private*

[Leafwing12]

Jean frowned a bit. "...You okay Shayne?" He asked quietly. Lance blinked.

"Don't push it, Jean. He'll talk when he's ready." He said

[dannychan]

jean didn't respond anymore, scowling.

[Leafwing12]

Lance sighed. "...You two will start training tomorrow." He said. Jean nodded.

"Okay." He said

[dannychan]

he frowned. "training in what?"

[Leafwing12]

He sighed. "There's certain training you need to do. How to properly fly your lion. How to work as a team." He said.

[dannychan]

he scowled. "i can work as a team if i trust you. i don't know you people, so until you prove you're trust worthy, there's no me in your team." he said, continuing to eat.

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, watching him. "You sound like a certain someone I know." He said. Jean frowned.

"Shayne they don't seem that bad." He said.

[dannychan]

kieth punched lance on the cheek only light enough to push his face away. "oh, shut it." he huffed, before looking at shayne. "look, i get it. you're a loner, you don't trust easily because you've been betrayed and stuff-" "wrong." shayne said. "i'm not a loner, i actually enjoy having company. i don't trust because i don't trust people i just met. stop trying to be fuckin' sherlock."

[Leafwing12]

Lance frowned, watching him. He narrowed his eyes. Jean frowned. "...I'm sure you'll warm up to us." Jean said

[dannychan]

kieth cleared his threat and continued eating. after a moment, shayne left the dining area,
drowning.