It's quite the show and Marcus watches it without saying anything, without feeling the need to add anything to the story she's telling, her voice carrying toward him on the breeze. He catches the word uncle and sees her trying to drag the boy along with her, as if there really is someone she wants him to meet and Marcus knows exactly what she's doing, even though it appears like the boy hasn't the slightest clue.

He doubts the boy is a threat, but he watches anyway, keeps an eye on him as he heads down the street and away from Eponine.

"Never been anyone's uncle before," he says when Eponine sits down beside him and laughs, then offers the cigarette to her. If any of the staff catch him, he's sure to get a rather spectacular verbal lashing, but he's not so stupid as to think the kids under their care don't smoke. He'd started when he was thirteen, after all, hiding the cigarettes from Father Sean and taking the beating without tears when they were inevitably found secreted away under his mattress.

"If you're really keen on scaring them next time, give me a bit of notice, love," he says. "I bet I can find a collar at a costume shop and then you can offer to introduce him to your priest."