[ Okay so... so he doesn't have to save his dignity anymore right? They're both freaked out here after all. But Lance still doesn't sprint down the stairs, or take three at a time even though he might otherwise.

As he heads downstairs he's still decidedly in a hurry, but he's also keeping an eye on as much of their surroundings as he can, for anything else that looks like haunted bullshit. ] I'm saying it right now, if the next place we stay at also turns out to be haunted, I'm not against camping. For like. Short term, anyway.

[ Wow, back in the living room a lot faster than he went up the stairs. He checks over his shoulder if Keith is following, not that he can't hear his steps but just in case this is a horror movie after all. ]