"You should. I want you to do things you like too, you know." Maybe it won't be easy, but-- this is their body and as long as it's not senseless killing and violence... well, he'd like Marc to be able to live a little bit.

"We will, one way or another!" He tries for optimism in his voice and he hopes he succeeds. But-- he looks like a very bad guy to hire right now. He'll find something, somewhere though... even if it's not doing anything he actually enjoys.

There's a surprised yelp when the pain makes its way all the way to him. Marc can imagine Steven is in their shared space up in their noggin, rubbing at his not-really-real shoulder and pouting after that. "... I miss getting to do that. Touch you, I mean."

... That came out kind of funny sounding, but it doesn't immediately dawn on him. "We'd have to get a bigger bed if I was out there though."