"Haven't really thought about it." The pigeon didn't get a warrior as he did get a soldier and he maybe thinks a soldier is better, at least at just following orders without asking for too much in return.

"It's okay, Steven. We'll find a job." It hasn't been easy and the way he got Steven fired from the museum hasn't helped at all. But every time he tries to help, Steven insists on going through the process on his own, and Marc can only... well. Be supportive without thrashing the place again. Maybe that's helping plenty, whatever that says about him.

"Yeah. Layla used to say the same thing. Then she'd squeeze my shoulders and dig her thumb in right there," and Marc's knees almost buckle from the jolt of pain that even Steven can feel all the way back in the recesses of their mind. "Would've been nice to have you on the outside when we aren't dead. You could've squeezed all these pain points out of me."