Intrigued by Harry's seeming familiarity with the 'candy spiders', Marcus nods absently at his sovereign's instructions. "Understood. I met the rest of 'Our Boys' at the Festival, but I will need to get their contact info from you." Marcus considers a moment. "I know John can fight... and Fu and Rust seem like they can handle themselves."
Marcus smiles reassuringly at Emma as he follows his king outside. Once they reach the Hummer, Marcus is taken aback by Harry's announcement. Of course... Feeling rather stupid, Marcus is momentarily chagrined by his sovereign's foresight. He regards Harry with a renewed sense of respect. The mad bastard still has a few tricks up his sleeve, that's for certain. 'Ready?' Glamour shimmers in the air around Marcus, reflecting the flames of a hearthfire on his shining metal skin. "As I'll ever be." Marcus strides back toward room seven to give the girl he had just rescued the third degree.
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