Marshall groans and gets up. He follows Angie - probably not close enough for her to notice - but speaks to her telepathically. This time, however, he also attempts to plant an awareness in her first, so she won't be startled.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00"><span style="font-style: italic">"I'll be damned if I'll let the scientists - or the others, for that matter - see the full extent of my fatigue. I'll eat my own food."</span></span><br/>A little pause.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00"><span style="font-style: italic">"Thanks, though."</span></span><br/>As he reaches the food, he sits down next to Angie. He eats eagerly, regaining a little strength with each mouthful. At some point in the meal, he addresses the others around the food.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00"><span style="font-style: italic">Time to ease the tension.</span></span><br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"I seem to have underestimated the lot of you. These tests... Take their toll. I can't imagine you're anything but exceptionally tough to endure them all. For that, and any arrogance I've displayed along with it, I apologise. I've come to respect you. All of you, for your resilience."</span><br/>He looks a bit solemn as he says it. Radiating a subtle aura of sincerity (on purpose) he hopes his words will carry enough weight to gain a little trust and fondness from the rest.<br/>He then returns to his meal, sober.