"Excuse me?" Lex asked, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before propping himself up on an elbow. His long hair stood up in places, making his shaggy hair look even more unkempt. Marcus made a mental note to look for a hair brush of some sorts. "I<span style="font-style: italic">think</span>that I was trying to sleep." His arm buckled from under him and he fell back to the bed, snatching the pillow from beneath his head to cover his face with it instead.<br/><br/>Marcus immediately snatched the pillow away and tucked it beneath his own head. There was no way in hell he was letting Lex avoid him. "Yeah, you seem awfully relaxed for someone who just lost his mother, his home, and a life's worth of memories back in Termina." Marcus chose his words carefully and pretended to examine his nails. He waited what seemed like an adequate amount of time for Lex to respond, but his brother was at a loss as to what to say. "Have you thought about mom at all? Or is your thinking go on elsewhere these days?"<br/><br/>Groaning dramatically, Lex covered his face with his hands in agitation. "Really, Marcus, again?" he sighed, exasperated. His hands moved from hiding his face to clasping loosely over his middle. "I haven't stopped thinking about mom once since you told me she was gone. It's been... I've been in shock, I think. It's almost like it doesn't feel real. I couldn't even sleep well last night because the 'what if's kept playing in my mind."<br/><br/>Marcus nodded sagely as he considered his brother's words. "Like what would happen if you banged a total stranger?"<br/><br/>"Oh for fuck's sake. I don't know what it looked like, exactly, but last night wasn't what it looked like."<br/><br/>It was at that point that Marcus noticed that the water had stopped running in the next room. "But you would have, right?"<br/><br/>Lex paused, admittedly not having given it much thought. It'd been harmless flirting; he hadn't actually meant it to carry serious implications. Or at least, that's what he told himself. "I... don't know," he said, slowly at first. "I don't know. Probably?"<br/><br/>"And that's how I know that your head isn't where it needs to be right now." Sitting up from the bed at last, Marcus gave his brother a pat on the leg. "Start getting ready, we're going to hit the tower today."