Yeah, I don't think you mean to be, though. [ And he's clearly taunting now, not that he'll make eye contact to confirm it. Rinsing the brush he pauses with it hanging out of his mouth to run the cloth under the water and to wash his hand off. He should take a proper shower, honestly, but right now he's just in the mood to get moving, so he idles, waffling on his options. ]

Sweet. [ And it's a little bit of a joke, too, till he realizes Marc is serious and he comes up short. ] I mean, is anything between us the usual? [ A little laugh before he leans down, spitting into the sink and cupping some water to rinse his mouth out, it gives him time to pick out his words. And to once again avoid eye contact when he speaks. ]

Marc, if there's one thing I do not want it's you going away. [ A little laugh, but it's weaker as he washes his face off, tossing the toothbrush back into the cup. ] I mean, I can't-- I don't have the experience to really say, but I do know you're something special, too. Even if you're too stubborn to see it.