Mark watched Aidou take from Sasuke's plate and Sasuke's glance without comment. It wasn't his place to defend Sasuke's food, and it seemed Sasuke's senses were still sharp enough. Sharper than one might expect. It was good to know.

Training, perhaps. Weeding down, perhaps. Mark hadn't bothered asking the radio man about any of those questions; he knew they wouldn't be answered, or would be answered in riddles. Without more information, it was still guessing.

Even the door he wanted to enter was a gift from one of those two men who ruled their fates here. Something important to keep in mind.

"I don't know what you mean," Mark answered honestly to Aidou's question.