"I think we'll manage.". Sighed Marcus before stretching out in the couch and setting the pup down on his chest.  At full length his feet still hung off the end though but he didn't mind.  Marcus had had a tough time during dinner, having excused himself early and with a mumbled apology to Rin's mother as a way to keep himself from flooring Henry.  Now though he was at ease again, in a loose fitting t shirt and some long pajama pants with a dozing puppy curled up in his chest.