Jun 30, 2014
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The sarcasm is taken with nothing but a soft chuckle as Marco runs his second towel over his wet, freshly washed brunet hair, his first wrapped tightly around his waist, evidence that he's just come from the shower. He knows he's nagging into something that's not his business, but it's in the boy's soul to offer any assistance he can when someone's suffering. Judging by the dark circles prominent under Jean's eyes and the fact that he's been snappier than usual, as demonstrated just moments before, he's suffering.
"I'm just saying." Maybe the thought of delving deeper into the matter is unwise, but he's going for it. "What, bad dream, or is your brain just not shutting up once the lights turn down?"
