Marco wasn't too worried about Lennon laughing at him. Lennon knew what he was like, and it was funny that he'd even tried to barter with that. He just smirked at Lennon, silently letting him know that his laugh was okay. Then he turned back to Felix. "Oh shit, I meant to ask! That's awesome! My marshmallows was really good, too."
He nodded to the open space ahead of them, and the building that the light was reflecting off of below. "I don't know what to think of that," he admitted. "Who puts a building down there?" He hadn't realized that that was where they were supposed to be going yet. He hadn't checked the GPS.