[Shakes his head no.] I have one back home. Maybe it would help Luffy, but it seems like if we do that, we're saying he can't come back here either and...

[Figdets and rolls back onto his back, switches into a phoenix to get comfortable and then back out of it in a burst of blue flames.]

I think I'm mad at him. Or maybe I just want to be so it doesn't hurt, eh? [And probably because Marco refused to be mad at him for other reasons so might as well pick the reason Ace had no control over.]

I need... to know what's going on with you. Ah like... how this teatime usually is. [Not in the sense where Marco often tried to help fix it, but more in that Marco couldn't take focusing on trying to find a way to bring Ace back if it was very likely impossible at this time.]