Unprepared for such an attack that broke Marcus's concentration the cabin to reappear. Tripping over a wooden chair Marcus found himself on all fours right beside his pet demon Moon. His black cat demon was back to the size of an alley cat. As the blinding light faded Marcus rubbed his eyes lightly with his thumb and forefinger trying to get the transparent circles away from his vision. Standing up he made himself to seem more presentable once more before walking to the door to see who it was.<br/><br/>/-=-=-=-=-=-=/<br/><br/>The hooded man noticed the black painted dagger that the young lass was holding. Not completely sure what was going on he simply nodded. The black dagger was a symbol that Marcus used  to pick what job Nikalie would do next, when he was first taking jobs.  "Ah, My friend must have seen something in you." Taking the dagger he slipped it into one of his opened sheaths. "Follow your companion, I will  be not far behind."