[He sighs again, scrubs a hand over his face, fingertips scratching at his sideburns like he expects to feel stubble even though they're dead. ]

I like it when you joke around. Even if I'm stupid about it sometimes. [And he reaches out to set a hand on Lance's arm, giving him a reassuring squeeze before letting his hand drop.]

Hmmm... truth... [Truth is a dangerous thing to offer. He could ask something potentially embarrassing but he bites his lip, thinking, probably way too hard on this.]

If you could visit anyone else's world, where would you go?