Lennon would have pulled back some if she'd seemed really uncomfortable, and he was glad she didn't, because he thought they both needed this. It did feel sometimes like maybe they all knew each other better than they actually did, and he knew it was the situation they'd found themselves in, the enforced closeness to everyone even if you didn't necessarily interact with them all that much.
"Someone nailed the octopus to Marco's door?" he said. "Who the fuck would do that?" He had some idea of how horrifying that would be to Marco. Yeah, he was honestly sorry Pam's octopus had gotten killed, but since he was dead, could they be done with the damn thing already? Who'd do something that horrible? There were some fucking warped people in this house. He sighed when he heard how Marco had reacted to it all. "Yeah, I know it doesn't help to know why. And look, you are not shitty. You've always been awesome to me and other people here, too." Like Marco, whether or not he realized it at the moment.