Marcus wouldn't take slight to anyone insulting his home; it is what it is as far as he is concerned. But he still pulls the conversation away from something he sees as being boring and the mundane. As he is far more interested than the world Adia comes from than his own.
"Then a cheek swab is what you shall revive, then a swab is what you shall get." He closes hips laptop, and he sets it down on the grass besides him. He laughs a little bit, and he reaches a hand up to itch his nose. "You sure about that? Maybe nobody has told you the truth of the diseases you're studying out there." He tries to keep a serious voice, but he is joking. But the joking fades when she mentions they're under threat from sentient killer robots.
"Shit that's heavy." But before Marcus can ask her another question, his eyes widen when Sarah comes running back to him with her ball and drops it at his feet. "You want me to throw this? Com'on I'll show you how a pro plays fetch!"
Getting to his feet, Marcus picks the ball up in his hand and he looks in a good direction to throw the slobbery in. "You do know you've got someone with a damn good arm to throw this." And he throws the ball as hard as he can across the field. "And to answer one of your other questions, yeah, we have some space travel if you can call it that,” says Marcus as he sits himself back down on the ground. “Though most of the stuff we do now is for launching satellites and research.”
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"Then a cheek swab is what you shall revive, then a swab is what you shall get." He closes hips laptop, and he sets it down on the grass besides him. He laughs a little bit, and he reaches a hand up to itch his nose. "You sure about that? Maybe nobody has told you the truth of the diseases you're studying out there." He tries to keep a serious voice, but he is joking. But the joking fades when she mentions they're under threat from sentient killer robots.
"Shit that's heavy." But before Marcus can ask her another question, his eyes widen when Sarah comes running back to him with her ball and drops it at his feet. "You want me to throw this? Com'on I'll show you how a pro plays fetch!"
Getting to his feet, Marcus picks the ball up in his hand and he looks in a good direction to throw the slobbery in. "You do know you've got someone with a damn good arm to throw this." And he throws the ball as hard as he can across the field. "And to answer one of your other questions, yeah, we have some space travel if you can call it that,” says Marcus as he sits himself back down on the ground. “Though most of the stuff we do now is for launching satellites and research.”