Marcus had smiled when she sat down next to him. He leaned on the table with his elbow, his eyes taking in all her features, she looked so, adorable. Looking a lot like his baby sister, who looked by far healthier than the scrawny girl beside him at that moment, but still.

At the talk Marcus did not say anything, for he did not know anything about the lady. But when she was called off and Francis explained, pain showed in Marcus' eyes. "That is terrible..." he said softly, looking guilty for some reason. "Poor dear. I do hope things will be well soon for them...I'd hate to see or hear a family break like so." he hummed before he took another sip of water and broke off a piece of bread, taking a bite and chewing it well.

Marcus sat straight again when he heard the patter of feet heading their way again. If the cook was to come in as well, he'd better sit straight.