Re: Marta / Seven
[She stops and actually blinks when he looks right at her, almost having forgotten what it was like to have his eyes on her like that, either through the fact that he'd been gone, or just because she was trying not to think about it. She looks back at him for a second, and when she talks again, it's softer. It's almost gentle, and she wishes she could find some fucking middle ground between that and shouting at him. But she can't, not at the moment. So gentle it is.] ...You don't look like you should be going out, okay? [And then, because she can't not:] I worried about you too, asshole.