"Marc Spector." Steven tsks and slaps Marc in the upper arm. The Queen is most definitely not amused.
"Were you checking out my arse? Were you checking out your arse?" It's technically Marc's own butt. However this works. "You're so lewd." Honestly, he's going to start giving Steven the wrong idea if he keeps that up.
He starts away from the fire, following Marc's lead towards the kitchen. His stomach grumbles at the sight and smell of it.
"I haven't-- really eaten much." There's really egg in lots of things, like he complained on their first day here. "There's-- a lot of egg. Might've skipped a meal or three."
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"Were you checking out my arse? Were you checking out your arse?" It's technically Marc's own butt. However this works. "You're so lewd." Honestly, he's going to start giving Steven the wrong idea if he keeps that up.
He starts away from the fire, following Marc's lead towards the kitchen. His stomach grumbles at the sight and smell of it.
"I haven't-- really eaten much." There's really egg in lots of things, like he complained on their first day here. "There's-- a lot of egg. Might've skipped a meal or three."