Marco looked down at Juno's hand on his arm for a moment, just kind of registering that it was there as she went on to talk about domes and electric fences. He breathed something of a laugh as she narrowly avoided the use of the word crazy, and he knew it was for his benefit. To show his gratitude, he put his free hand over her hand, rubbing at her skin gently with a thumb, hoping that she understood that he was okay.
And then Jim was talking, just talking, and Marco just stared, trying to keep up and failing miserably. He removed his hand from Juno's and found his glass again, then tipped his head back and emptied his tequila. "...Right," he said, clearing his throat. "So that... I mean, exactly, of course. But also... What?"