"I didn't set you up, buddy. You must have just forgotten or something. Not-- really something I'd do." He's not sure how he'd forget something like that, but.

"Sorry I messed it up." Mostly. It-- obviously wouldn't have worked out anyway, right? Not where they've ended up.

"I'm not gonna--" whore Steven out. Steven's not anything like him in that regard, he thinks. He wants a relationship, all the romance. Aside from Layla, Marc's been... fine with one night stands and short lived flings. Hell, he hadn't even managed to maintain any sort of marriage with Layla without letting her down in the end.

"You don't annoy me, Steven." He lets out a sigh and presses himself closer, curls around Steven more until he can speak against his ear. Easier to talk with Steven faced away from him.

"I've never had a lot of good things in my life, but-- you've probably been the best. Alright? Getting to see you like this, feel you... man. I can't describe it. I want-- you to get out there and live too. And I want to be there with you-- every step of the way." As much as he can be.

"At least-- as much as you'll let me. Sure you don't want me to vanish still?"