Lex smiled to himself as Blue led him away. It was a selfish smile, and one that he wasn't proud of. He'd successfully dodged Marcus' interrogation, and he fully intended to keep it that way. He continued to brush glass shards off of himself as they walked, plucking one from its place embedded in his shirt and flicking it at Blue. "I guess we should probably start at the top, then," he suggested, though the second floor<span style="font-style: italic">did</span>sound intriguing. That sounded like an awful lot of monitors... Sure, there had been cameras posted all around the facility. He knew where some where, but there were certainly cameras that he didn't know about. But even still, he wondered what else they could possibly be monitoring, if not just the facility. Or, if all of those monitors<span style="font-style: italic">were</span>for the facility, why so many cameras? What was it exactly that they - that<span style="font-style: italic">he</span>- had been working toward?<br/><br/>"Oh for the love of..," Marcus muttered to himself, pulling a hand through his hair as he watched Lex and Blue walk away. She led him around by the hand. It was what everyone that was close enough to Lex did when they wanted to lead him somewhere or show him something, but this was a stranger. A stranger that had proven to be a boon, sure, but a stranger nonetheless. The sight pissed him off. He called out after them. "Are we going to fucking talk about the Realian or not, Lex?"<br/><br/>Lex's hand slipped out from Blue's, but he didn't stop walking. Instead, he put his hand on her back to keep her moving, wherever it was they were going. He wasn't dealing with this right now.