( she says he's not going to stay busy there and he looks her over, a quick appraisal that doesn't quite say he disagrees, but does say he's unsurprised with her assessment. lottie as a person may presently be a question mark of a person as far as marc's concerned, but her demeanour and appearance (and 'farm city' comment, to be clear) don't combine to create a picture of someone at home in alenroux.

he gestures with a hand — a vague sort of wave that's intended as a shrug, and— ) Some of the local ( are they local? who knows, ) creatures are interesting, ( he offers as a mild rebuttal. he's not particularly committed to it and it's obvious, although it's as obvious that lottie's second remark does precisely nothing to make him feel better. (or, indeed, worse. it's a nothing remark.)

his gaze shifts away from her for a few moments, towards the street. marc doesn't spend much time in the sun in general, not in recent years, and springstar is nothing but sunlight. not exactly his scene. ) —I don't know if you and I run in quite the same circles. ( beat, elaboration— ) Find the same sort of things engaging.

( or: no. ) But thanks. It's good to know everyone struggles.