"I'm thinking about travelling for a while." If that wasn't obvious already, Marco raises a hand to scrub through his hair.

"I mean, without Jean and Bertolt, or FCAB. I want to go exploring and see what this place is like, and Jean seems... very stubborn about the idea of me going anywhere alone."

He hasn't quite been hovering, but as close to it as he can get. And there's a part of Marco that slightly resents what he views as being babied, although he'll never voice it as such.