"As yeh should be." Lance missed his house. It wasn't very large, but it was near his family, and most importantly it was his. He missed his dog, too. The mutt was staying with Benedict while he was on this mission; D.A. (short for Dumbarse) was used to it by now, given that that had been the routine since Lance had started with the MLE.
He snorted. "I would say that probably isn't a good idea, no. Yeh go and take care of that."
He'd just wander a bit to occupy himself. It was amazing how much you could tell about a person just by looking at their home.