( it doesn't, truthfully, occur to marc that he's intimidating like this. in a vague, general sense, marc knows he's not very approachable — marlene had inferred as much once, outright stated it twice or more, whilst calling him steven and asking him why he couldn't just be steven before he lost himself in the identities he'd chosen to assume, before marc or steven or jake, whichever of the three it had been, had finally, eventually, been something approaching honest with her about the three of them.
and marc's not particularly sure which came first: the lack of approachability or the dawning realisation that for as much as marc had hated marc, steven had to and marlene wasn't very much a fan of him either, and it was — had been — a lot easier and simpler to not exist, to not have a day-to-day life that had any purpose beyond being moon knight.
jean-paul had been the only one of them to seem to find friendship in marc specifically, but marc has always thought that frenchie would be able to make friends with near enough anyone or anything if he decided to put his mind to it. certainly, marc had never been looking for friendship, and yet frenchie had found him anyway.
lottie answers and it's in the same haltingly questioning way she'd answered before and it takes marc until she's fidgeting with her hair and choosing her words, the decision for each evident in her expression, that it's not just the question itself that's making her hesitant.
(fuck.)
he sighs, quiet and frustrated, and shifts his weight, gaze skirting along the edge of the path.
by nature, marc is not an innately questioning man — he's very good at following orders and any doubt that might seep into his consciousness or his conscience is easy to shove to one side, to compartmentalize until it shifts from a quiet knocking to yelling, a cacophony of sounds accompanied by steven and jake. so she's been here ten months? sure, fine, that's believable. (and he does believe her, even if the pull of his brows implies otherwise to anyone to that doesn't know him). )
I just meant I got the impression (heh ) that it was more urgent than that.
( assuming he'd understood it all correctly, which—
is not always true. khonshu has always made that quite clear — marc is a man who does not always see the grander picture, doesn't always put the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle together the right way. )
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and marc's not particularly sure which came first: the lack of approachability or the dawning realisation that for as much as marc had hated marc, steven had to and marlene wasn't very much a fan of him either, and it was — had been — a lot easier and simpler to not exist, to not have a day-to-day life that had any purpose beyond being moon knight.
jean-paul had been the only one of them to seem to find friendship in marc specifically, but marc has always thought that frenchie would be able to make friends with near enough anyone or anything if he decided to put his mind to it. certainly, marc had never been looking for friendship, and yet frenchie had found him anyway.
lottie answers and it's in the same haltingly questioning way she'd answered before and it takes marc until she's fidgeting with her hair and choosing her words, the decision for each evident in her expression, that it's not just the question itself that's making her hesitant.
(fuck.)
he sighs, quiet and frustrated, and shifts his weight, gaze skirting along the edge of the path.
by nature, marc is not an innately questioning man — he's very good at following orders and any doubt that might seep into his consciousness or his conscience is easy to shove to one side, to compartmentalize until it shifts from a quiet knocking to yelling, a cacophony of sounds accompanied by steven and jake. so she's been here ten months? sure, fine, that's believable. (and he does believe her, even if the pull of his brows implies otherwise to anyone to that doesn't know him). )
I just meant I got the impression ( heh ) that it was more urgent than that.
( assuming he'd understood it all correctly, which—
is not always true. khonshu has always made that quite clear — marc is a man who does not always see the grander picture, doesn't always put the pieces of the jigsaw puzzle together the right way. )