Marcus stopped playing as he heard the shot and saw Merida carrying one of her custom pistols. He glanced down at his plain looking revolver, wrapped inside a holster strewn amongst his other belongings, with mild envy. He hadn't actually met her yet, having only heard of her from the other crew, and he was admittedly intrigued by her ability to create.<br/>"Hi" he waved, not getting up.<br/>"You're Merida right? The princess lady or whatever? I'm Marcus."