Cecilia still wasn't sure that Marco was really getting the point, but it was a start. "As long as you realize and keep in mind that your wellbeing, your keeping up on your end of the deal, isn't Lennon's responsibility, or Juno's, or mine. It's yours," she said firmly. "And I intend to check in on you about your meds and your wounds, so you're not totally on your own there."
After she finished putting her stuff in her bag, she slung it over her shoulder and stood straight. "Now I want you to clean yourself up and get started on that mess in the hall. I'll check in later." She looked to Juno. "You gonna be okay?"