[Marcus turns himself around and sits down where he'd gestured with one knee bent and sticking upright in front of him and the other curled under his thigh. He rests one of his arms on his knee and the other hand's set on the ground next to him. This whole thing is certainly odd enough to be a dream, but the sensations are a little too real for it. The bump on the root under him digging into his hip tells him that much.

He doesn't say anything else for several seconds, too busy doing the same thing he's been doing since getting here.]

I just finished talking with Abby in medical. It was about the situation with Chancellor Pike.

[His tone doesn't distinguish whether he's talking to himself or if he's speaking directly to Lexa because it's both. He keeps the exact nature of the conversation to himself. He hadn't been at his best during it.]

I remember leaving - I was going to go to the mess hall to get something to eat - but I don't remember ever getting there. I know it's not very useful, but...

[He turns his head to face Lexa again.]

What about you? Remember anything that stood out?