"Yeah," Mark replies, glad that this answer comes without missing a beat, that it isn't half as complex as the majority of their conversation has been until now. He does think that Eduardo's probably making more out of this than he should, but for once, his reasoning isn't based on the way Mark himself weighs matters. He isn't hoping that Eduardo shakes the excitement off because the touring process doesn't matter, but instead because Eduardo's setting himself up for something. Maybe 'risk' is the best way of putting it. Eduardo's putting himself at risk.

And if their track record shows anything well enough, it's the fact that Mark isn't very good at avoiding the mines.

All that said, however, Mark quirks his lips in return, clinging to the last bit of tipsiness in his mind. He's had too many beers, and the island air itself definitely makes it harder to concentrate, tempts Mark towards sleep, but having to keep mentally on his feet and think about his best friend in full, that has a tendency of pushing the effect of liquor away.

"Yeah, I'm sure."