( the first remark earns a snort that's almost a laugh, punctuated by a— ) Yeah, let's go with that. ( steven would be horrified — marc can't remember the last time he had a haircut, the last time he'd done anything to his appearance beyond showering and giving himself a cursory, necessary shave. but they'd agreed. they were to take a step back, marc was to take the forefront.

but then he turns to look at her — or, as much as it can be inferred that he's looking right at her — when she suggests that it's keeping something in. it's an appraising study. appreciative. that had been his thought too, though he hadn't voiced it: there aren't many beings kept in locked tombs without access that don't deserve it in one manner or another, by some school of thought. ) Maybe, ( he agrees. ) But the question is whether it's for our protection, or for the protection of whoever was here before us.

( the reapers hadn't exactly been forthcoming with the whole 'explanation' thing. )