Felix grinned despite himself at the back and forth between Lennon and Marco, taking the opportunity to pull one last long drag from his cigarette before sniffing the end out on the dock, carefully so as not to damage the half that was still left.
"I like that you warned him but not me," he scoffed at Lennon once he surfaced, shaking his head even as his expression proved he wasn't bothered in the slightest. He turned back to Marco, shifting back to their conversation briefly. "As far as the truck, well just build a boat at that point, probably. Or a raft. Rafts can't be that hard."