[ Marcos pauses. Was that genuine fear? Like, a real feeling? He's sure it was. Their last encounter hadn't been pleasant. The three of them had taken control of his mind, and he'd managed to throw them all off. He'd burned her, too, in trying to reach Lorna.

The fact of it might have softened him, and he even lifts his hands off, holding them up. Then she throws in that last kicker, and any sympathy he might've started to feel vanishes quicker than it came. ]

Oh, so it's your fault Lorna gave her up? Sending her somewhere that I can't even see her, never mind know her! You know, you got a real nerve acting like you did me some kind of favour. You take my family away from me and want me to thank you for it?

[ When he first met her, he tried to help her get her family back. This is some thanks. ]