Lance doesn't seem frightened of Detlef, or even all that anxious (above his baseline, at least); when offered cookies, he looks interested, leaning over to pluck one from the plate and bite into it without hesitation. He nods, appreciating the taste as he glances back out over the town.

He chews silently as Detlef speaks, and, true to form, has absolutely nothing useful or even vaguely intelligent to say in response. He swallows, and glances over at the younger man, prompting him onward.