Marco refrained from laughing at that complaint, just smirked and walked over to put a flaming blue wing of an arm around Grell's shoulders. "I've no doubt, but don't be so stingy next time. Come on Kitten, it's time we got bac-"

Marco turned his head back at a sudden sound, and was torn between burning the flames brighter in case of sudden danger, or letting them simmer down lower to hide them. "You hear anything?"