"Good." It was all he said. All he really should say. Considering Marco, if alone in a room with Erek, would probably have disassembled him, or at least tried.
"It's the right thing to do." He grinned at her. "See? I did learn something from all those morality speeches!" He adjusted himself slightly in the chair, trying to get a little more comfortable. Or as comfortable as he could tied up, anyway.
"She could, y'know," he told her. "Show up here, I mean. I'm a perfect example." He kind of rolled his hands in a circular motion, looking more than a little comical with them being tied at his sides. "No burns anywhere on this oh-so-cute face, right? But I know I died in a spaceship collision." He shrugged a little. "So. I'm just saying, it's possible. Don't ask me how, but it is."