Marc makes a noise. This noise contains no information, but approximately corresponds to the thought: I really don't want this to mess with the current dynamic. I like us being just tired murder guys who kind of talk to each other, I hope he doesn't get all obligated to try to take care of me.

"What kinda conversation is this going to be? You're taking the lead here, pal. Am I going to not want anybody to walk in, or can we go to the Enclosure and pretend we can see actual daylight?"