His thoughts were a curious thing. He knew what the relationship between the two of them was. Knew that nothing could come of it. So then... Why did he feel this way about her? Enjoying her embrace, her lips, teasing her whenever he could. He already knew that she shared similar feelings for him, her every action adding to that understanding. But Marken didn't enjoy this... Back and forth relationship they seemed to have, where she wanted to be with him one moment, and insulted him the next.

Ellas words drew him from his reverie of thoughts, looking up only to nod at her. "I suppose they will. Maybe they'll think we're simply enjoying each other as new lovers should?" His words didn't carry a teasing tone to them, instead rather seeming resigned to something it'd rather not be.

He changed from his outfit into something more casual, considering they had nothing important planned for the day. When Ella emerged, Marken looked at her curiously. "Yesterday, you said that we didn't need to pretend. What did you mean by that?" He sounded completely curious, nothing else to his tone.