Could have left. That was what she had done when she was little if someone was watching something she didn't like. Later, that had changed. After It had happened, other people let her watch whatever she wanted if it kept her in a happy place. Maybe she still expected that. Maybe she was being selfish? Could be. Lisa heard that voice echoing outside of her head, but it wasn't Marco's. Or real. IF it was real then the person would've been sitting next to her and there was no one there. Invisibility wasn't real so it was in her head. But outside of it, too. Auditory, one of the doctors had called them that, were her least favorite. She preferred seeing things to just hearing them.
It kept her from snapping any response at Marco instead of just shrugging off the accusation that she should've told him how long the movie had left.
"I'm sorry you don't feel good." Lisa even meant that. "But yes, I won't let anyone else have it. I'll tell them you were waiting, and I won't put on the next one." She'd have liked to, but she didn't... didn't think it was a good idea to irritate people here. Wasn't that like irritating her mom when she had to live with her? Bad idea. What if she wanted something to eat one day and needed someone to tell her where the kitchen was? Or how long it took to cook black beans? Or to pull her off the roof if she went through one of those spells and thought she could fly again just because it seemed like a completely plausible thing? "I bother a lot of people," she added on, absently, quietly. It was a thing she didn't acknowledge. She'd say it, but she'd forget it. Lock it away in a little box she didn't have to look at. "Sorry." But was she? Can't be sorry for something you don't think is wrong, not really.