This was havoc and chaos. Absolute, horrendous, literal goddamn chaos.<br/><br/>Or at least that's what it seemed to Marcus as he looked over the small masses of people eating calmly and quietly. From his spot anchored to the corner of the room, Marcus observed patiently as the food that by rights he, Lex, and Blue had claim to, was eaten indiscriminately by survivors that couldn't feed themselves otherwise. It was a little bit defeating but he could sympathize with their plight. He and Lex had definitely seen their fair share of devastatingly hungry days, but they'd never helped themselves to anything that belonged to someone else. This was like watching a group of people steal from you right before your eyes. It was a good thing that they'd found the alcohol before anyone else had.<br/><br/>Out of the corner of his eye, a familiar blonde caught his attention. "And where the hell have you guys been?" he called out, half-jogging to catch up to her. They'd disappeared so suddenly that Marcus hadn't even gotten a chance to see his brother after the surgery. However, he'd been very reassured by Dicen and Jenessa that everything went phenomenally, in spite of Lex's pessimism. "You get a fucking load of these guys? Helping themselves to food like they own the place. We're the ones that broke in, we're the rightful owners. Damn thieves and their thievery."