When she arrives at his quarters, Marcos is once more, looking out the window.  He has cleaned up from the day and has left his sleeveless trench hanging on the back of one of the chairs.  He is in slacks that go over his boots, a half buttoned short sleeve red shirt and a sleeveless white shirt underneath.  His hair is cleaned and brushed back into a long ponytail once more.  He turns when she enters and smirks.  "Well, I appreciate you joining me.  I hope Trent wasn't too...impolite?"