The sigh in response wasn't towards Steven so much as it was in taking in the very empty surroundings. Surely they couldn't be the only ones in the whole place. It was a little unsettling to finally be somewhere so quiet with only you and yourself to fill it.

"Not quite how I imagined it..." Marc murmured to himself. "There has to be some signs of life. This fountain's still running, that's...that's a good sign, right?" He might be grasping at straws but he hoped it wasn't just due to aliens having superb plumbing that outlasted their buildings despite years of being abandoned. "What're you doing? We should check the buildings- here, give me the body, we don't know what all's out there."