Lulu caught the smirk, which amused her; she raised her eyebrows at him before lapsing into one of her own. "Maybe."
She couldn't remember how she'd come to know his name before -- from the forums, probably, and Lulu couldn't think of anyone who dwarfed Marcus in the entire compound. That was the sort of person you knew about before meeting. She debated calling him by name and scaring him, but that wasn't very nice, was it? Perhaps if he called her strange again.
"Thank you," she said instead, after listening rather intently to his instructions. Pull this fucker down. Spine straight. Etc. Lulu could do this. Totally. It was real fucking easy, just like he said.
"...Really, though," she added, testing the movement. "I'd say I'll teach you about something, too, but I dunno what to offer. Art history? Mandarin?" Probably not. Maybe.