[ —ah, what is he even doing? this isn't the kind of thing to talk about right now. marco forces out a light laugh, lifting a hand in the air to wave the entire conversation away. ]

Don't worry — I lost my train of thought a little, that's all.

[ he draws out a fresh towel from the unused locker, wrapping it around his waist — not that it really matters at this point. ]

It's been a little under four months since I've arrived. It was... slightly more chaotic than I would have liked.

[ zombies and all... ]

You're adjusting really well though. Does very little bother you?