With the 'almost-but-but-not-really' late arrival of Ebony, Marcus shook his head and was about to stand up and help be before Daniel did just that. The cyromancer sat back down and shook his head once more just in case she didn't see him the last time. "No, you aren't late." He paused a moment to take in what Fae had just said to the only other woman at the agency. She very well could use her powers to see where it came from, but he wouldn't ask her of that now. She was tired and she needed the coffee badly from what he saw.