She hesitated. "Yeah. We're okay."
"You sound tired."
"Didn't sleep great," she lied. "It's colder here at night than I expected."
A beat passed.
"How's Marcus holding up?"
Her eyes flicked to him--still steady, still distant, still sharpening.
"He's... been great. Really."
Marcus glanced over his shoulder at the sound of her voice. Just once. Just enough....