The older male was relieved enough that Alexis seemed to be buying his excuse for the bandages. The fewer questions asked toward the actual nature of his injury, the better. Still, he did continue to placate her curiosity and concern over the matter as they waited by the elevator doors, "Yeah, I had a few stitches put in earlier. Doctor says I need to take it easy on this arm for a while to keep from reopening the wound, so guess I'll be somewhat limited on what I can do for the next couple days." Granted, his idea of 'taking it easy' perhaps entailed a far different criteria of do's and don'ts then what she probably imagined.<br/><br/>Entering the elevator when its doors finally opened to them, the fairly tall male gazed back at the slender female while she responded toward his own line of questions. Not that Marcus had any reason for particularly caring on how they did in their schoolwork and such, but he supposed it didn't do any harm to hear her out. What did catch his attention, however, was the information about Lana's injury. "An arrow to the leg, huh?" The male stated; seemingly questioning the out of the norm way of getting injured, before almost immediately appearing to accept the excuse as he quipped with a faint half-smile, "At least it wasn't to the knee."<br/><br/>At her further elaboration on the situation and the mention of the odd coincidence for both her roommate and himself to be injured at the same time, Marcus could only let out a sound of amusement over this fact while agreeing, "Heh. Yeah, I guess you may have a point there. It's just turned into one of those days for us, eh?" Of course, considering how Frost Bolt was likely deal with his own injuries while taken into custody and how that superhero chick, Buster, seemed to have her own injury to deal with, it seemed there was plenty of pain to go around this day. Aside from the 'good' Doctor, Alexis and what's-her-name, Cyshield, seemed to be the only ones immune for now.<br/><br/>"Well, either way, I do hope it's nothing too bad? I know we're not exactly on the best of terms, but still. Here's hoping she's back on her feet and back to her old self sooner than later... only minus her recent habit for telling me off. Heh" Marcus added as the elevator door began to open for them to leave; having meant it since, despite his own annoyances toward the girls due to their past head-butting, the guy had no reason for desiring such direct harm on them. Well, at least none which the villain in hiding knew of, considering how he'd perhaps feel less sympathetic if he knew the pair were also the ones so set on bringing him to justice earlier in the day.<br/><br/>Leading the way as they made their way toward his own place first, the older man began fishing the keys to his apartment out of his side pocket when Alexis spoke once more. Turning to face her, not really seeming to expect anything in particular of what she may have to say, The older neighbor was actually a little surprised at her words, and hints of this showed within his relatively laid back demeanor. "Er, thanks. I have to admit, it's kind of nice to be around one of you without being given any weird looks or feeling the need to test your patience. It's a nice change of pace to have somebody around here I can actually carry something resembling a conversation with." The male responded, giving a small chuckle at the notion while reflecting on the number of times the girls had to act on neighbor complaints or in dealing with his own direct issues toward them.<br/><br/>Normally, Marcus never cared on what others thought, since his own life style usually meant a need to move often. So it seemed pointless to let any type of attachments form - particularly since the veteran villain already had a number of friends (or at least what could pass as friendship within their villainous circles) to fall back on when needed. But with his need to lay low-ish for now due to his injury and the earlier incident with Frosty, Marcus was feeling a little more receptive toward a friendly face - especially one as pretty as Alexis'. "As for girlfriends? Well, it would be nice, but I haven't had room for anything serious in my life years. My last attempt was with a, eh, now former co-worker at the time. It didn't really work out." He responded to the last portion of her comments; grimacing slightly at the memory and inwardly reflecting on how dating a 'bad girl' supervillainess wasn't nearly as rewarding as the comics make it sound. Sure, it's all fun and games, until you're late for a dinner date and they blow up the restaurant.<br/><br/>Opening the door for himself, Marcus stepped inside first, before holding said door open for Alexis while turning toward the girl, "You can come in and make yourself comfortable for a bit if you'd like? And you can leave the bag on the couch. Or wherever's convenient. I realize it's pretty heavy for you." Awaiting a moment for the blonde to take him up on the offered suggestion, the older male closed the door partially behind her - albeit without closing it shut entirely. Marcus doubted she would be staying long now that her good deed was out of the way. Still, he lead the way further inside of his apartment, which did have a number of 'gentlemen magazines' strewn about on the desk and nightstand areas - albeit perhaps not so many as there were during Alexis and Lana's last visit to the apartment.<br/><br/>Most of the magazines were more or less the same as she'd likely seen during her last visit with Lana, with a rather noticeable addition being an opened magazine laid out on the arm of the couch which seemed to have a superheroine theme going with the models - using the visual designs of both fictional girls and a few real ones as their 'inspirations' for dressing up. Noting how it may seem a tad more fetishistic compared to the other bits of his collection laying about, Marcus gave a small shrug and tried to brush it off, "What can I say? I like the uniforms." At the very least, his interest in said magazine wasn't so strange in itself without the additional knowledge of his alter ego.<br/><br/>"Hey. Thanks for the help. I probably would have been fine handling the bag by myself, but... well, weird as it may sound after the way I usually am around here, it was kind of nice to have a friendly face greeting me at home after the day I've had." The older male admitted; showing some genuine gratitude for Alexis' friendly presence after the events of this day. "If you ever need any help when it comes to your own chores while your roommate's recovering... you know, my arm's not so bad that I can't help out with a few things around here." Marcus offered, albeit a tad reluctantly, since he wasn't entirely certain on how her roomie may feel on having him poking around her best friend more often. May think he was only trying to butter the blonde up in order to get her into bed. A perception which, honestly, wouldn't be far from the truth under any other circumstance.