[Rex doesn't know what it is exactly that's going through Mark's brain, although he's well aware that playing with fire isn't exactly in his best interest. He's seen the boy lose his shit and snap during a battle, and especially since this guy is the Spawn of Omni, it could do him many favors to be more careful.
What he does notice, even from afar, is the way that Mark is turning his face pointedly away, back bent. His posture is defensive. Rex reaches into what is supposed to be his utility belt, but instead is now a medieval version of whatever the fuck holds shit, searching for something he did manage to pick up at the tavern.]
Yeah?
[Rex walks over to Mark and stops at a distance, but he holds the object out towards the younger boy.
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What he does notice, even from afar, is the way that Mark is turning his face pointedly away, back bent. His posture is defensive. Rex reaches into what is supposed to be his utility belt, but instead is now a medieval version of whatever the fuck holds shit, searching for something he did manage to pick up at the tavern.]
Yeah?
[Rex walks over to Mark and stops at a distance, but he holds the object out towards the younger boy.
It's a napkin. A peace offering.]
Me too.