"Hell's this?" Felix asked, pausing his casual lope towards the barn door as his eyes fell on the machine in front of it. Walking up on Marco talking to himself didn't feel particularly out of the ordinary, but he couldn't deny that he was feeling a little off balance with Audrey's unexpected departure. She was gone, and while that sucked it was the niggling feeling that it had something to do with his negotiations for apparently incoming ExB-Metro that unnerved him. They probably weren't related. Probably.
He'd been planning on hitting the stall in the barn for some clothes for something to do, or something to keep his mind focused on. He'd only grabbed a couple of things the day before, and the empty pack slung over his shoulder likely explained what his intentions were without him having to say anything. But for now his gaze was glued to the machine through the dark lenses of his sunglasses, frowning thoughtfully as he diverted his trajectory towards it instead. "Is there actually soda and shit?"