Greg looked so...worried. Rarity, too. After all they had been through, and the fact that Marty hadn't been in the band for all that long, it was nice to know that people cared about you that much here. It was almost like Defying Atmosphere was a family...which was way more than he asked for. Marty absolutely loved that idea.

He smiles, albeit a little tiredly, when Meril reaches for him, and pulls him into a group hug. Marty wraps his arm around his other neighbor, but bumps his bad wrist in the meantime. "O-Ouch, fuck!" Oops.

Quick subject change. "Where's Kokoro?"