Well she managed to elicit something from him he wasn't even sure if he was capable of anymore, a genuine smile. "I think there are times where I've debated living the rest of my life as just an animal, but I think I'd end up missing other people too much. I rely on having people around me so that I can distract myself from my own crazy antics."

He was looking down from his lofty perch, sort of amused by her casually leaning against the spot he chose to mope. "I'm not sure if that's reassuring or not. If they know they're dead I might have an even harder time dealing with them, because they'd know I failed them. I don't really want or deserve their forgiveness for that." Yet in spite of saying that, she'd managed to give him a glimmer of hope.

"I'm Marco." He gave her a little wave from his lofty perch, debating whether he should come down, or invite her to sit with him in another lofty perch of some sort.