Having had no idea what’s been going on the past few weeks, Lance is now finally himself again with the departure of the ultra beasts.

Still looking disheveled and like he hasn’t had a bath in... well weeks, the champion had come into the vigil/party confused and disoriented. Now that he’s managed to gather what was going on from what he could overhear, Lance was making his way out. He was tired and obviously needed to take care of himself. Something, or rather someone, caught his eye before he could leave entirely.

Walking over the the fountain where Archie sat, he then stopped some feet away. Waiting for the other man to acknowledge him.

“Hey.”