[Pants, check. Shirt, check. He started to pull on a pair of socks, and then actually managed a very weak huff of a chuckle in response. It almost hurt, honestly, and he squeezed his eyes shut, his back still to Lance as he scrubbed at his face a bit before finishing getting his clothes on.]
Okay, Mr Hair Genius. Whatever you say.
[He tried really hard to make that sound light and teasing. He didn't quite get there.
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Okay, Mr Hair Genius. Whatever you say.
[He tried really hard to make that sound light and teasing. He didn't quite get there.
At least he was trying.]