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Marcus Flint (marcedflint) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Marcus shrugged, trying to cover the way the bottom of his stomach at dropped out at Roger and marriage in the same thought before he pushed the concept away altogether. "Unlikely," he admitted. "That ship sailed a long time ago. And we're better as friends anyway." As awful as it had been at the time, he could understand now why Bryony's father had made the decision he did to not allow the engagement. It wouldn't have been fair, to either of them, but he was more concerned with Bryony having the opportunity to find someone who would make her happy.

A chuckle burst out of him unexpectedly at Roger's facial expression, because he only partially understood how that could be something inappropriate, but by the younger man's reaction to his own words, the statement had obviously not come out as intended. "Sounds like a plan," he answered, still grinning.

Letting Roger physically lead him was no trouble, though somewhere in the back of Marcus' mind he knew that that in and of itself was strange, because usually he wasn't fond of people touching him randomly or without warning. But Roger was the exception to a lot of things, and he followed the younger man without question. Looking out over the view, he had to turn to look at Roger's question. He smiled, almost shyly at the question, and then answered, "Sure."