The sudden hand on Marcus' arm made him jump just a bit; he'd entered fight-or-flight so quickly that he expected the first touch he'd feel was getting punched. "Yeah. Yeah that sounds like a plan," he agreed, watching Russell carefully as he walked away. Marcus followed Blue and his brother until they reached the barracks door, serving as an escort just in case this wasn't finished. He'd be sure to get Lex's side of the story later, but as soon as they were out of the barracks, he made an immediate line to Jenessa. "I'll ask again: what happened?"<br/><br/>Jenessa looked up at him, though her head remained bowed. If she was close to crying, it was only evident from the redness around her eyes. "I..," she started, then blinked away her tears before they could fall. "I've never seen him like that before."<br/><br/>"Yeah, he doesn't do that a lot. So what did you do to make him that mad?" he asked for a third time, crossing his arms over his chest. She wasn't getting his pity just because Lex had thrown something and spooked her. She wasn't the victim here. Neither was Lex, for that matter, but she<span style="font-style: italic">certainly</span>wasn't the innocent party.<br/><br/>Mustering up her voice so as not to shake, Jenessa took a second before answering. When she did, she looked Marcus in the eyes. "I'm happy, Marcus. I'm happy with Russell, and when he asked me if I still loved Lex, I said no," she told him honestly.<br/><br/>Marcus didn't know how to respond to that. On one hand, he felt incredibly angry at her for dragging his brother along and into her stupid headgames again. On the other hand, he couldn't blame her for having moved on. She and Lex had been separated for so long that the fact that he still harbored feelings for her at all was in the uncanny valley between 'romcom sweet' and 'creepily obsessive.' He hummed in response, in lieu of anything good to say, and finally jerked his chin over in the direction of the backpacks that he and Blue had discarded. "Well, why don't you come help me distribute food?" he suggested, in his way of telling her that they could at least work together civilly. She nodded, wiping her face with her sleeves and letting him help her to her feet.<br/>____________________________________________<br/><br/>Lex had stewed quietly while Blue led him... well, he didn't actually know where they were going. She had said something about her new room, and that told him absolutely nothing, but he was still too angry to ask. He wasn't angry at her; maybe a little bit, for throwing a tantrum and ignoring him, but he had no real right to be cross with her. He was just angry in general, at everything, and a part of him wished he had at least tried to deck Russell while he could.