Steven glances over at Marc and seems to be considering it for a bit before lowering his gaze and nodding a few times, wringing his hands in his lap again. He doesn't feel he has to be right now. Not ever, when Marc's around. Maybe he's not-- inside Steven anymore, can't call on him whenever he needs to, but if he's still there he can still front for them both. And Steven can help them both out if Steven's around, too. That's still how it works. They don't have to operate-- completely independently.

"Can I stay for a bit, first?" he asks softly. "Before someone else stops by."