( it's not really in marc's wheelhouse, either, he's just used to being confused and having no fucking clue as to what's really going on. he is, as they say, really good at faking it. the rest of what they say might boil down to 'if you can't dazzle them with brilliance, baffle them with bullshit', and while marc might not be a fan of the latter, he is exceptionally (and inadvertently) skilled at it.
and so his eyebrows dart up at jonathan's question, and there's a very real moment in which marc thinks about remarking on how that's a book title, then thinks of saying something about 'electric sheep' instead, but neither thought get much past merely existing — he's not that conversational, and he's definitely not that quippy. poorly timed and bad taste jokes can remain the skillset of the peter parkers of the world, while marc instead offers a shrug. )
Even if it doesn't dream, it'll have memory banks. ( or, you know, whatever. close enough.
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and so his eyebrows dart up at jonathan's question, and there's a very real moment in which marc thinks about remarking on how that's a book title, then thinks of saying something about 'electric sheep' instead, but neither thought get much past merely existing — he's not that conversational, and he's definitely not that quippy. poorly timed and bad taste jokes can remain the skillset of the peter parkers of the world, while marc instead offers a shrug. )
Even if it doesn't dream, it'll have memory banks. ( or, you know, whatever. close enough.
—is it close enough? )