Marc still doesn't know what to do with himself. He can't-- get more dead than he already is. But Ammit is here with them, which means she's far away from Harrow's hands and he didn't... fail. He didn't fail at saving the world, at least. He failed Steven. Layla is-- he's not sure. He'd prefer it if she just gave up, chalked Marc up to not a huge loss and went on with her life than seeking Harrow out for any sort of revenge, especially now that the world is safe, Khonshu is still locked away.
He failed getting Steven back to his normal life, to his nice, normal little flat to his nice, normal little life with Gus and books and...
Well, it's been a lot. It's the first time in a long time that Marc's not felt all that weight on his shoulders beyond keeping Steven safe. That's a nice, familiar weight though. He just hopes he can actually do it here.
Maybe he's already failing though. Gotta be something twisted about what they're doing. Same body, even if they're not sharing the exact same one anymore. They're not the same person, but-- it's complicated.
But selfishly, he likes that sweet little kiss that Steven decides to press to his lips. It's sweet and chaste and not quite-- how Marc kisses at all. But it's very Steven, and it's... something he chose to give, right? Hopefully not pressured into it. It's hard to not press up into it, chase it for something more substantial.
But scaring Steven off is the last thing he wants. So he just lets out a sigh and slides a hand up to cover Steven's. He gives a slight, reassuring squeeze.
"C'mon, left those books I found you over there. See if you like'em. I'm gonna finish getting ready for bed." It's all gonna be cheap, trashy action... but hey, he tried, right? And what can you expect when they're sold next to the toothpaste?
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He failed getting Steven back to his normal life, to his nice, normal little flat to his nice, normal little life with Gus and books and...
Well, it's been a lot. It's the first time in a long time that Marc's not felt all that weight on his shoulders beyond keeping Steven safe. That's a nice, familiar weight though. He just hopes he can actually do it here.
Maybe he's already failing though. Gotta be something twisted about what they're doing. Same body, even if they're not sharing the exact same one anymore. They're not the same person, but-- it's complicated.
But selfishly, he likes that sweet little kiss that Steven decides to press to his lips. It's sweet and chaste and not quite-- how Marc kisses at all. But it's very Steven, and it's... something he chose to give, right? Hopefully not pressured into it. It's hard to not press up into it, chase it for something more substantial.
But scaring Steven off is the last thing he wants. So he just lets out a sigh and slides a hand up to cover Steven's. He gives a slight, reassuring squeeze.
"C'mon, left those books I found you over there. See if you like'em. I'm gonna finish getting ready for bed." It's all gonna be cheap, trashy action... but hey, he tried, right? And what can you expect when they're sold next to the toothpaste?