When Reiner moves to stand and pushes himself up, Marco holds tighter for just a moment, before he lets go. He's clearly reluctant to, to some degree, but he's not going to hold Reiner down and make him let them keep holding them.

"The jacket will live," he tells Reiner with a shake of his head. He knows enough to not ask if Reiner's okay. He clearly isn't, and he probably won't be for a while. Marco shifts from one foot to another, unsure what he should do next. Should they offer to stay for dinner? Should he offer to leave and let Galliard and Reiner figure it out?

He glances at Reiner's profile and then at Galliard, unsure of himself.