Marshall hums. Realizing that the cameras would take one hell of a beating before they yielded, he sighs.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"Mind if I lie down here, then? I could do with a friendly presence..."</span><br/>He smiles at her, that reassuring, gentle smile that to him was completely new.<br/><span style="color: #40BF00">"I will leave, though, if you'd rather I didn't."</span>