Marcus didn't turn his head towards Wood, or acknowledged his existance in any way. When the other spoke up, he glanced at him shortly, and then again looked away. He sipped on the punch.
"Can't say the same about you, eh?" he replied eventually, as if he was talking towards the space in front of him rather than Wood as well. The other was just asking for this, Marcus couldn't miss the opportunity.
Marcus didn't need any help with the bruises, as they were- well, only bruises. They would heal on their own just easily.