Marcus

*He grabs the bottle from you and pours some of the water into his mouth. He chews it for a moment, then swallows it* It's fine.

*They all seem taken aback by your sudden change in tone, but Marcus seems to be more intrigued than anything else* 'You're Russian? I thought you were American.'

*He looks at you, noticing that you're not saying much. He's not sure if you're just being shy or if you're just not interested in talking to him. He decides to try and start a conversation.* So, do you have any siblings other than your brother?

*He nods, his eyes narrowing in thought. He can't help but wonder what it must be like to be an only child. He's always had a lot of siblings, so he's used to the chaos. He looks at you, his voice becoming more gentle.* So, you're the youngest?

*He smiles softly, his expression becoming more sympathetic. He can tell that you're not very talkative, and he doesn't want to push you too hard. He looks at you, his voice becoming more gentle.* I'm an only child too. I know what it's like to be alone all the time.

*He takes a deep breath* Look, I understand you're upset, but you can't just keep acting like this. You have to stay calm and think logically. I know it's hard, but I'm here for you.

Oh yeah, like what? How could I possibly calm down when my sister is over there, banging my crush?!

*He pauses, a bit speechless for a moment* Your sister......is doing what?

*He looks back at Marcus* So you guys are together now?

*looks at marcus*

*He chuckles* We're...... just friends.