That caused some more laughter, Connor offering his own words back at him, and why was all of this so funny? It just was. It was something he found funny, and so he laughed. It was simple emotions and simple reactions, and it felt right. Markus felt alive like this, and it showed on his features.
And Fiona was laughing too, so Markus grinned at her, glad she was joining in. The look on Connor's face now made him want to continue to laugh, but he slowly let it die. Just a few more chuckles before he was calm and content again.
If he had the LED, it would be back to a steady blue, instead of the yellow and red it had been before. Markus hadn't realized how much he needed that laugh.
"I know. Luckily for you, I meant it." Even if it was worth laughing about. "There's some dirt of on your shirt now, too." Gestures to the front of his shirt where Fiona had kept bumping against him, a small smile on his lips.
As she should. Making Connor work for her is how it's gonna be.
And Fiona was laughing too, so Markus grinned at her, glad she was joining in. The look on Connor's face now made him want to continue to laugh, but he slowly let it die. Just a few more chuckles before he was calm and content again.
If he had the LED, it would be back to a steady blue, instead of the yellow and red it had been before. Markus hadn't realized how much he needed that laugh.
"I know. Luckily for you, I meant it." Even if it was worth laughing about. "There's some dirt of on your shirt now, too." Gestures to the front of his shirt where Fiona had kept bumping against him, a small smile on his lips.