Juno was not expecting Marco to actually go along with her suggestion, so she let out a sound of surprise before laughing and wiggling onto her side. It was kind of like being on a rubber boat sailing down an extremely calm river. Except not at all. But it was nice to know they could hide in here together, maybe cover the pod with a blankie, and disappear. Just like they had done at the villa, but better.
"It's just, I mean, I know I'm like strong as hell and I have two AKs mounted on each shoulder but hauling all this crap back uptairs...I'm considering, like, rope and some kind of pulley...using the staircase railing maybe?" She blinked at Marco, scoffing. "Dude, no. Your stuff is yours, you deserve every molecule, you need to enjoy all of it! Promise me, Stitch!"