[While Chyler finishes cleaning up, Marco picks up his discarded jeans and sweatshirt and slides them back on over his spandex superhero knockoff outfit. Licking his lips, he glances over at her again as she explains where she was, then exhales a little huff.]

I'm really not surprised you were at a military academy. Explains why you're so tough.

[Once he's dressed, he flops back against the wall, arms crossed, eyes following her movements.]

I get that. I mean...obviously not the military thing, I didn't have any training, but all of a sudden fighting something you were not prepared for that's way bigger and stronger than you, with more resources? Totally pants-wetting terrifying.