"Any time, eh," Marco grinned, stretching his arms to look like he was going to put them behind his head only to slip one around Grell's shoulders instead. "I had fun. And I needed that." It reminded him of home in a good way that didn't bring up any painful memories, just relieved stress. And after the continuous cycle of nightmares about his crew's deaths; he desperately needed that. He used his free hand to tickle under Grell's chin again, cupping it slightly, "I'm glad you had fun, that means it'll be easy to ask you out again sometime."