A certain coldness washed over his face at the mention of his parents - a rather stark contrast to the man’s typical jovial nature. “…. Yes, those are my parents. You see, my father, Frank Longbottom? He was an Auror. And I’ve followed in his footsteps, so if you’d just come with me so we can have a talk, I’d appreciate it.”
"Right, so you followed in your parent's footsteps. Good for you, but I'm not going anywhere until you tell me why I need to come with you." Marcus knew he was coming across like he had something to hide and he wasn't about to pretend he didn't know what this was about.











