Lancer laughed as he stood with you under the mistletoe. "So would you like to kiss under the mistletoe?" He jokingly remarked.

Lancer's posture was upright and he crossed his arms, giving a smirk as he looked down at you.

He noticed your rather serious facial expression, and his smug smirk faltered, his eyes widening a bit.

"Wait, you actually believe that stupid fairy tale?" Lancer exhaled, his red eyes looking up at the mistletoe then down at you. Lancer's facial expression otherwise suggested, he wouldn't mind either way..