"I don't want to." He would have taken his past to the grave if it meant that Steven could go on to the Field of Reeds and not have to worry about Marc's recklessness while he could just die in the desert.
"I'm not gonna suddenly speak French, Steven," Marc replies with a scoff. "And you're not gonna suddenly speak Arabic. It's not like your 'muscle memory' theory." Which, that's also not exactly how that works, he's pretty sure. "I wouldn't be able to keep anything from you otherwise. There's a-- thing between us. You're your own person and I'm my own person." And Marc is fully intent on keeping things that way.
"Let's put it to the test then. Next time we go back in." It's because Layla's the duvet thief that Marc knows he likely isn't the snatchy fighty one. Not to mention, it's Steven. He already lets him have everything. He'd be lucky to have his own sliver of the bed to lie on while Steven hogs 80% of the mattress and 100% of the blanket.
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"I'm not gonna suddenly speak French, Steven," Marc replies with a scoff. "And you're not gonna suddenly speak Arabic. It's not like your 'muscle memory' theory." Which, that's also not exactly how that works, he's pretty sure. "I wouldn't be able to keep anything from you otherwise. There's a-- thing between us. You're your own person and I'm my own person." And Marc is fully intent on keeping things that way.
"Let's put it to the test then. Next time we go back in." It's because Layla's the duvet thief that Marc knows he likely isn't the snatchy fighty one. Not to mention, it's Steven. He already lets him have everything. He'd be lucky to have his own sliver of the bed to lie on while Steven hogs 80% of the mattress and 100% of the blanket.