"/I can yell in another language too! Bitch!/" Marco replied in Spanish, not overly bothered that it was probably recognizable that he had thrown some sort of curse at Vanessa. It was pretty clear that she was doing the same thing, even if he didn't know the words specifically. Jerome needing to yell to shut her up just confirmed that, though he used that as a signal that he should stop yelling, too. Vanessa had many qualities that pissed Marco off, but her volume was absolutely one of them, and he wasn't going to contribute once she'd stopped. He glanced at Felix, trying to remember what it was that she'd done to him that he was joining him in showing his irritation towards her.
Edwin let his legs be moved, and leaned a little bit more into Oliver once he was repositioned. As rude as the girl's reaction was, the other issue was too big for him to dwell on it now. They were still very, very high. "Well, everyone's helmets are really nice," he said softly after a moment, reaching a shaking hand up to Oliver's head and making him turn a little, so he could see the fun design on it. "Oh, yours is neat." He rapped a fingernail against it, then hid his hand back against Oliver, leaning close, maybe a little bit out of spite, but mostly for comfort. Ge glanced around to see what everyone else was wearing. "I don't know if we'll ever have a reason to wear these helmets again, but you all are pulling it off," he spoke up. The amusement didn't cover up the unsteadiness in his voice, but he forced a smile anyway.