Marshall joined Esther in jogging - he kept up with her, but it seemed to be a slight effort for him.  So at least he wasn't a great athlete in addition to being a polymath.  He laughed with more humor than she had expected at her lame joke, and listened to her past with unfeigned interest.<br/><br/>As she told the story, Esther realized that perhaps she had misjudged the wisdom of being out in full daylight.  The thrum of power began to intensify, reaching back towards the full effect she had felt that morning; apparently it WAS linked to how hungry the Other was.  Strangely, however, there was a controlled feeling to it.  It was like the Other was holding itself back for some reason; or perhaps, saving its strength for something?<br/><br/>She belatedly realized Marshall had started talking to her.<br/><br/>"-so yeah, thank you for sharing, and for being understanding.  I just... I'm not ready to talk about my past just yet.  I'm really, um, really enjoying spending time with you, and I don't want to think about unhappy things right now."<br/><br/>It was then that, staring past Marshall, Esther saw Olivia watching her from the bleachers.