Marco could just go ahead and be annoyed. Thatch didn't know what else to do. He was tired from all this bullshit and feeling worn out in general. All he wanted was his family together. For the people he loved most to stop hurting and blaming themselves for shit that, in this place, didn't matter a good goddamn.

He smiles a little at Ace's kiss and holds them both tighter, putting out his cigar so he can briefly kiss Ace's hair.

"I love you guys so much, you know that right?" he said, his voice gravelly from straining against the emotion that was trying to sweep over him. "Without my family, I would be nothing."

Them, Namur, Grell, even Espio and Toby. If it weren't for them. Living for them. Trying for them and trying (and mostly failing) to give them the best life he could.