Spartan sits in the Mezzanine of the Forge, a beer in his right hand. He looked down to the band playing and the music that comes from them. He really had no interest in this local band, but business is business. Spartan, on the other hand, was very interested in what was going on with his Hunter. So Spartan sat on his Iron throne and waited for Marcus to arrive. It had been some times since Marcus and Spartan had sat down and spoke, so this would be good for them to catch up.
So he waites, drinking his beer.