"Yeah, I know it is," Oliver could feel himself nod, because wasn't that a little too familiar. "And that head'a yours not always as off as you think it is," he added, managing a small smile as he watched Marco sit up, his brows arching up, a little impressed. "That looked like a lot'a work." He contemplated following suit, but decided to give himself a few more seconds. "I think it's just us. We oughta get cleaned up and nappin'. I bet we can get a good hour or two in. That's a long as hell walk."