[ She doesn't look happy to see him. As if he doesn't notice that, Marcos moves forward to take hold of her arms, squeezing them. ]

Nothing. I'm just glad to see you. A guy can miss his girlfriend, can't I? This whole thing is just so stupid. I should be here with you, so here I am. That's my news, but it's not really news since you already knew it. You were right, Lorna. I'm here to tell you you were right.

[ Despite still wearing his glasses, he's meeting her eyes, utterly serious. He's come to bury the hatchet between them. He should've done it weeks ago; no, he never should’ve let it get this far. He should've been with her from the start. He won't make that mistake again. ]