Marcus remained silent as he watched her, his jaw set and his eyes narrowed, a look of cold anger being the only thing evident. He said nothing as she spoke, nothing as she jabbed him in the chest, and nothing as she flicked his stitches, despite the shockwaves of pain sent running up his arm, causing the muscles to tense on impulse. He listened to her words and once more after she finished speaking there was a silence that hung in the air.<br/><br/>His glare was cold enough to freeze the very air around them as he brought his good hand up to his eyebrow, snapping off a half-assed salute, "Yes ma'am..." He said, any respect he'd held for Mea had vanished from that moment. He'd thought he might have been developing a sort of first-encounter crush on her since they'd met, due to her close resemblance to Rachel, but he could see now that it was the only thing that she'd shared with the woman he'd loved. This had strictly moved into a business acquaintance, even friendship seemed like a longshot at the moment, she had made it clear, she was his boss, not his ally.<br/><br/>He knew for a fact, had it been Yousef, or even Gerad, that had disobeyed an order like that, it wouldn't have been nearly as much of an issue as it was now, but he was the new guy, the 'cowboy' as it seemed, and she obviously felt she needed to make an example out of him. "Mindless automaton reporting for duty...... I'll be in my room if you need me..." He said, his voice mirroring the discontent he felt with the situation as he stepped out of the doorway, limping off in the direction of his hospital room.