[At first, his throat feels tight at the image of the exiting Lance, and then he just feels a stirring of frustration and anger. The emotions are familiar, and at a time like this, familiar feels safe. He grits his teeth, grabs his Marmora blade, and pulls on his boots to head outside and hope he can find someone trying to cause trouble. It's ill-advised when he's still wearing the marks of the day before, but he needs to get his frustration out on something.
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