(Heh, I mean it's reasonableeee TwT)
"..."
He did not respond...yet...a soft whimper like noise started to come from him, his arms shaking slightly as his head started to move slightly down.
"HF-"
He ran over to his side, eyes wide
"L-Lance are you ok!?"
Lance quite quickly buried his head into his chest, eyes shut as he quietly muttered
"P-Please...d-don't ever worry me like that..."
He blushed but couldn't help his hands from gently combing through Lance's hair, smiling down at him a little
"quietly I would've been fine...it wasn't that big of a drop..."
"I know...but you know you have fraile ankles...a-and your literally terrified from heights! W-What if you fell on your arm, y-you would've broken it..."
He laughed a little
"Lance, I'm not that weak-"
"Y-You know you have g-grandpa ankles Dmitri..-"
"W-I do not have grandpa ankles!!"
"...You twisted your ankle while jogging...Dmitri ;-.-;"
"Hmph-"
