Zoi, would keep her friendly smile, and while still gripping the arm-not thinking-pull him close to embrace him again. "Then you get one more" Giggling a little before she spoke again, in a soft, but confident tone. "You can't go around not being able to trust people, plus your among your kind, theres nothing to be scared about, Magneto said so. So don't be such a grouch. What ever happened in the past, stays in the past, while we work for our future."
Finishing and still smiling she would let go and pat-pat his head. "Oh!" She exclaimed before facepalming. "By the way the names, Zoi."
Marcel was not appreciating being talked down to by Zoi. He stared at her, a cold look in his eyes.
"I've lived here my whole life, and I know my kind. It's been hell since before Magneto arrived, mutant or not people can be real mean. Trust me, I hope to god he can deliver on his promise...until then, I think I'll do what's kept me alive so far." Marcel says. He does regret telling off Zoi..a little bit. The rest of him really didn;t understand what she could be so happy about.