Lex sighed deeply, but finally gave in. "The doorway," he instructed her with nothing short of finality. He wasn't bending any more than he already had. Today was too much; he'd only been awake for a few hours max, and already so many things had happened to make him feel like he'd failed. Even now, he was failing at protecting Dicen. And if for some reason Dicen were to be hostile, then he'd failed at protecting Marcus and Blue by not being adament enough against the idea. "Just the doorway, though, no further."<br/><br/>It made Marcus uncomfortable the way Lex talked about going face to face with a Realian that may or may not be hostile. What made him even more uncomfortable was how depressed his brother sounded, like he would just throw himself away if all of his research came to fruition just to have that same research kill him. "I think a rest sounds good," he tentatively agreed. Hopefully sleeping off the alcohol would improve Lex's mood. There was always the chance that the alcohol was the only reason the older of the brothers was so compliant in the first place, but that was just a risk that Marcus would have to take. He couldn't even ask his brother about it, because he'd already propped his elbow up on the armrest and cradled his head in his hand to let his eyes slip shut. He couldn't tell if it was because he was honestly tired or if it was just a front so that he could ignore everything around him. Marcus almost felt bad for being so persistent. Almost. This was their best shot at figuring out at least a little bit more about the Realians, if nothing else.