Marco blinked, relieved for the largest time all night that he'd turned to Robin over this. It wasn't just her cool-headed logic he needed right then. Like Rayleigh, Robin had more experience in having a reckless D as a captain than him. "Ah, no, you're completely right though. Ace is Ace. We had to have faith in him before, and just hope for the best, why not now, eh?" He blushed furiously in spite of himself. It seemed so simple, so obvious, but he couldn't see it through all his worry, and usual habit of working himself into a tizzy.
Both the blush, and a flustered grin, spread at the sight of the food on the fork held out for him. That was adorable. He was going to melt. Marco happily bobbed his head forward like a bird, and made a happy chirp of delight as he ate the bite off her fork. He quickly hurried to make sure to reciprocate as well, getting a forkful of food for her to eat in return.
"All I can do is what I've done with Ace before. When I wanted him to join the Whitebeards, I couldn't tell him why he would be happier that way, he wouldn't have believed me, I just had to show him, and wait for him to find it on his own terms, eh?" He gave a slow happy nod. "So I'll do that now too. Sooner or later, he'll come to his own decisions, whatever they are." Even if it meant dealing with hundreds of wildfires until then, that was nothing new for Marco. He couldn't, or wouldn't stand in Ace's way. To do so would make him miserable, and it wasn't what he wanted as a first mate. After all, if Marco was wrong, the only way to prove it to Marco was to completely force his hand, so if he didn't at least leave himself open for that, then he would never know if he was wrong until it was too late.
"Ah, but in the meanwhile I don't want to fight with him," the blush was back, somehow. It drove him crazy. Around Grell he pretty much never blushed, even when the woman stole his boxers, but then... around Grell it was all games. Around Robin, he wanted to be more authentic. Maybe that was a problem. "Well... hm..." he whistled a thoughtful note in phoenix to himself, "No more than usual I mean." But maybe he just had to come to terms with whether it was okay to question Ace's decisions as a Captain or not. He didn't want to weaken the crew, and certainly that meant continuing to provide a united front, but it was going to be hard to back Ace when he thought he was being a dumbass who wouldn't listen.
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Both the blush, and a flustered grin, spread at the sight of the food on the fork held out for him. That was adorable. He was going to melt. Marco happily bobbed his head forward like a bird, and made a happy chirp of delight as he ate the bite off her fork. He quickly hurried to make sure to reciprocate as well, getting a forkful of food for her to eat in return.
"All I can do is what I've done with Ace before. When I wanted him to join the Whitebeards, I couldn't tell him why he would be happier that way, he wouldn't have believed me, I just had to show him, and wait for him to find it on his own terms, eh?" He gave a slow happy nod. "So I'll do that now too. Sooner or later, he'll come to his own decisions, whatever they are." Even if it meant dealing with hundreds of wildfires until then, that was nothing new for Marco. He couldn't, or wouldn't stand in Ace's way. To do so would make him miserable, and it wasn't what he wanted as a first mate. After all, if Marco was wrong, the only way to prove it to Marco was to completely force his hand, so if he didn't at least leave himself open for that, then he would never know if he was wrong until it was too late.
"Ah, but in the meanwhile I don't want to fight with him," the blush was back, somehow. It drove him crazy. Around Grell he pretty much never blushed, even when the woman stole his boxers, but then... around Grell it was all games. Around Robin, he wanted to be more authentic. Maybe that was a problem. "Well... hm..." he whistled a thoughtful note in phoenix to himself, "No more than usual I mean." But maybe he just had to come to terms with whether it was okay to question Ace's decisions as a Captain or not. He didn't want to weaken the crew, and certainly that meant continuing to provide a united front, but it was going to be hard to back Ace when he thought he was being a dumbass who wouldn't listen.