With Juno wrapped around him, Marco was starting to feel more calm, except for the part where his heart raced from the kiss on his cheek. That was different, though. That was good racing. He stuck his feet out in front of him, admiring the R2D2 slippers some more, before smiling and grabbing the comforter and wrapping it around both their shoulders. The cigarettes fell out and flopped somewhere nearby, but at this point, Marco's attention had moved elsewhere.
He sat just watching Juno open her gifts for a few minutes, finally laughing when she got to the narwhal. "We can ask him later, if you want? That's awesome, now you have a plushie-you." He reached over and gave the thing a little squeeze, then smiled.
Feeling alright enough to continue, he grabbed the next gift in his reach, Pam's gift basket. For once, he didn't put on the articles of clothing inside, but he did tear into the bag of chocolate dipped pretzels, and munched on one of those as he pulled out the comb. He held it up to Juno, snickering. "For my new beard."