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Marshall's face ran red, again, as those warm lips caressed over his cheek "You're welcome." He managed to get the words out without a problem, which was surprising to him. Maybe he was getting used to the other being around, getting comfortable with the idea of him being around constantly "I'll have to go to the city to get some more clothes and stuff. I only packed enough for the week..." He looked out over the ocean briefly "And definitely don't have work uniforms, though I'm contemplating whether I should go back soon or take a few more days..." The shootout had shaken him pretty bad. It wasn't as if he weren't used to things like that, but being so close -and knowing- he was close to dying, it was really rattling him more than he imagined.

"Maybe I'll just sell the place in the city, there's no point in paying for two places..." He shook his head and moved to tend to the grill again "Don't mind me, I'm just aimlessly rambling." He flipped the steaks over and sighed, looking over at Cael "I'll do anything to make you comfortable and happy, Cael. On my honor."