[Steven's been conditioned not to expect apologies to begin with, so he doesn't note the absence of one. If anything, he appreciates that Norman's prepared to take it into account next time. The ice water is welcome as well and he accepts it with a "cheers" of his own, even if he doesn't immediately drink from it. Instead, he just holds it with both hands, feeling the cold sting against his warm palms.]

I reckon... I should start by saying that Marc's not here. At least, I don't think he is. I haven't heard from him once since I woke up here and that's... It's not like him. [And it's probably easy to tell from Steven's expression that he's worried, though what that might imply to Norman is entirely up for grabs.] Could be that he's just been locked away somehow, but... Yeah. Don't expect him to jump into this conversation, is what I'm trying to say.