The kiss to his knuckles makes Marcus's throat tighten, his eyes growing a little damp. He's always been an emotional man, never ashamed of his tears or his anger, and while that's often gotten him into trouble, he feels utterly comfortable here and now, accepting how much all this means to him.

"Oh, he needs a proper interrogation," he answers with a wide smile. "I don't know that he's ever had one. Somehow the charming bugger has mostly gotten away without it."