Marco brightened at Erran'd praises, and he privately was a little proud that he had thought of something that everyone had approved of. "I made a few of them," he explained as he put down his mug and took the tissues, which stuck to his hand even as he tried to pry the sugar off. "Oliver has his by his lamp, and it's silver, like his hair, and Juno's is red, because she likes how I look in red."
He hesitated a moment, trying to decide if Juno would be mad if he brought up what they had talked about. "If I tell you something, can you, uh, not say anything?" he asked. "Because it's kind of weird, because I suck at this, but, uh, Juno and I are trying to... To be a couple, I guess? But, but we're taking it real slow, since I'm still trying to act human, I guess. Is that dumb, or is that... Is that dumb?"