[ A soft exhale. Lance's mouth is thin in his face, his gaze trained away from Keith and towards the window, where the sun is red on the horizon by now. ]

If he wiped the floor with you, I'll consider myself warned and leave it at that. [ Because Keith is the stronger combatant, and Lance is man enough to say it. But beyond that--Lance doesn't want to get involved in this...weird drama...more than he has to to defend his teammate. Ultimately, working things out with Rey is Keith's job, even if she's Lance's friend too. ]

You told me Rey was like, your best friend here. Did you guys have a fight?