Cecilia focused on her breathing, though she looked up in alarm at the idea of Marco just walking away from this. She wasn't willing to allow that to happen. He couldn't be trusted, and they needed to figure out what to do about this. She looked between Oliver and Owen, and told herself she had to pull up her big girl pants and deal. She could freak out later. Probably be embarrassed later. All of it, later. Right now they didn't have time for this crap.
"I don't want him to be unsupervised right now," Cecilia said, shaking her head. She didn't acknowledge a single word of what Marco said. She felt ignoring him was best for everyone, all things considered. "We're going to have to figure out something more long-term later, maybe at the meeting." She took another deep breath, kissed the top of Neptune's head, and stood. "I'll get what I came here for and we can all head back together."