"I just need to try to be in my room," Marco whispered to himself, because he did feel comfortable in in Oliver's room, and it would have been really easy to just stay there. He started to smile a little when Oliver did, but everything still felt a little too strange still to really pull off being happy. "You know, um... You could come up to my room if you're lonely, too? And that's... That's not the same as repaying you, but it's probably the best I can do. I can't even promise you that this won't happen again, which, you know, sucks, but I'll try not to smush your face and pull your hair again."