Markus noticed that there was some hesitation. However, he mainly attributed it to nerves. As she started explaining what she assumed, Markus would visibly tighten at the mention of his sister. He was still angry at Mac for using her name in that way; he understood at its core why the man did it, but at least Mac could have warned him.
After a moment of contemplation, Markus finally responded. “That is understandable... But Mac's cause was his own. Not mine. In fact, I didn't even know what to expect from the invite, nor was I told about his plans to use my sister as a call to arms,” Markus paused, thinking back on the event. “I was just as blind-sighted as others. Maybe more so.”
Markus smiled apologetically at the woman. He didn't tell her that, in truth, he owed Mac a lot. The man had introduced Markus to magic and had walked the redhead through his first ritual, among other things. “Don't get me wrong; I agreed with the idea in principle. Allies are always useful, but... I am hesitant to put my faith in anyone I don't know.”
After a moment of contemplation, Markus finally responded. “That is understandable... But Mac's cause was his own. Not mine. In fact, I didn't even know what to expect from the invite, nor was I told about his plans to use my sister as a call to arms,” Markus paused, thinking back on the event. “I was just as blind-sighted as others. Maybe more so.”
Markus smiled apologetically at the woman. He didn't tell her that, in truth, he owed Mac a lot. The man had introduced Markus to magic and had walked the redhead through his first ritual, among other things. “Don't get me wrong; I agreed with the idea in principle. Allies are always useful, but... I am hesitant to put my faith in anyone I don't know.”