"Sarcasm is basically all I've got to offer. It's an important for survival, you know," Lex mused. It was at least somewhat true, Lex supposed. He tried to imagine how bland and horrifying Marcus' life would be without having Lex's dry humor and witty commentary. The life he imagined was significantly easier but it was so much less fun. Marcus often had to apologize and explain away Lex's behavior so neither of them would get hit, but he always sort of laughed when he did it. Lex had to wonder if Marcus egged him on more than he chastised him, and all things considered, it was highly likely.<br/><br/>At her question, Lex perked up, propping himself up on his elbows. "Yes please," he said, supporting his weight on one arm so the other hand could point to somewhere near his feet. "I have a water bottle somewhere down there. Can't tell you where it is, but it definitely exists."<br/><br/>When the bottle of water found his hand, he would tuck it next to his pillow, as he'd been so want to do since he lost his sight. Forgetting where he put bottles of water and other miscellaneous items during the night had been a topic of huge frustration for him before Jess had just pointed out that he could just keep things closer. It was a so simple a solution that it was almost dumb, but he'd taken pretty good care to follow the advice.