[There's no explanation that makes a bit of sense, really. None of this should... be a thing. Steven shouldn't still be sitting pretty on the outside like it's no big deal. It's maybe the only thing that's keeping Marc somewhat level though, instead of him just having... some sort of absolute breakdown he might not be able to come back from.]

Mm. [He takes a fry and pops it into his mouth before he looks out the window for a bit.] Just for a second, Steven. It looked-- pretty peaceful, not gonna lie. Not like something I'd experienced before.

[It looked pretty good, but--] I didn't want it if you weren't going to be there. That's not actual paradise. Besides, I don't think it had buffets.