"You okay?" The words leant itself it towards a sympathetic nature and coming from a place of concern but the dry and absence of any emotional engravement on her facial features revealed the truth. He himself couldn't help to smirk before nodding.
"I'm fine Indra."
"You seem distracted Kane. We can't have that." Marcus again nods. He would like nothing more to call out what she had said as a lie. He felt his mind being separated by an invisible force and the side not here, and not being in this moment here and now could easily get all of them killed.
"She'll be fine. Echo will make sure of that."
"No. Roan will make sure of that because Echo is only serving as her personal guard under his orders. But yes Indra you're right Abby will be fine." Marcus smiles weakly as he began to scratch at the wood on the table the two of them were sharing. Even with Roan's threat of hurting anyone who harmed Sky Crew. But not everyone gave a damn about that. He knew that Echo had a habit of ultimately looking out for what she felt was her for her people even if that meant going against her king. How safe did that really make Abby?
"Kane!" Indra yells slamming the table breaking him away from the spilt in his mind he wasn't suppose to be.
"Sorry." He mumbles.
"You love her. You want the best for her. But this current temporary distance between you will be separated by death if we don't come up with a viable plan!" Understanding and sympathetic peep talks didn't seem taught to grounders Marcus thought trying not to laugh.
"Again I'm sorry. Okay what if we…."