77 Because I am bored

The excitement drained out from Marceline's eyes, and her gaze hardened. 

Eve subtly turned to look in the other direction as it seemed like walking away from here would only gain her more attention than standing here still. 

Marceline's expression didn't change, and she said, "If it is from you, I shall take it, brother. After all, what matters is the thought. The cactus are said to be independent and resilient."

"I am glad that you think the same, Marcie. The cactus is indeed a representation to you. Prickly and be quite a…" he paused as if trying to find a word, while Marceline's eyes shifted to dark red, "Care to help me here, sister?" 

Marceline's jaw clenched before asking, "A compassionate sister?"