Marcus is quiet, half sullen and half shell-shocked, tailing Alfred. When the butler starts to discuss this family he has to blink, and it takes a moment for him to parse what he's saying. But then he nods, rubbing his forehead, pinching the bridge of his nose: "Yeah. Uh. Yeah, no wonder." A pause, and: "Thank you. Thanks. I know you didn't step in for my sake, but. Cheers anyway. What's — where are you taking me?"