"I'll just finish the first chapter," he promises with a few nods. He won't keep Marc up with the light on. It shouldn't be that addictive anyway, beyond some sense of masochism to keep going and seeing how much worse it gets. And it's actually a bit of a struggle, because Steven didn't die with his glasses on him, so pushing himself past that is just going to wear him out.

Besides, it's tempting to get comfortable with Marc now. He doesn't want to settle in too much until after he's gotten up and had his turn in the bathroom - without any cheese-induced incidents, thank you very much.

"Have you read any of these kinds of books before?" Steven asks while he's still peering into the abyss between the pages. He's not sure if Marc's read any kind of book before, but one shouldn't end date night with what people might perceive as insults to their hobbies or intelligence or anything like that.

"I'm not sure they're the kind that'd put you to sleep, but. If you're struggling, sometimes it helps."