[It's not like the pain is anything unfamiliar, but this time, the source of it is a little ... unwanted. Or a lot. Every ache and pain reminds him that he doesn't know what he walked into with this, and he gets the feeling that just asking Rey still isn't going to deliver much of a picture. It's frustrating.

He sighs and looks away.]

I'm not really sure where to begin. You don't need to fight anyone, though. [That probably needs to be clear. Lance running off to fight someone with the Force sounds like a really bad idea. Keith could hold his own, and that was due to the circumstances at hand.]

It was a friend of Rey's. [I hate you. Hard to call someone a friend when he heard her say that—] I didn't even pick the fight. It just ... kind of happened.