Marco’s smile widened. “Oh, we’re definitely going to have some fun when we come back to Arnau. I’m going to show you my abundant testosterone-filled over-the-top rip-roaring gun-galore movies that will make your eyes bleed and ears ring.” He gave her a solemn look. “So, you get out of your funk, Gilda. Lead the defense, kick some insect ass, and bring us home.” 