[Seeing her, he strides over. If any awkwardness hangs between them (and it does), he's ignoring it; heavier issues press at the forefront of his mind.]

I don't know where Marco is. I already checked all the obvious places-- [meaning the vicinity of their building's second floor and the Battle Dome, mostly] and he hasn't answered the message I sent him earlier.

[And so he's scouring the village like an idiot, but he doesn't know what else to do, honestly, and he can't just sit still and wait for the news to fall into his lap.]