[ Marcoh makes a small sound under his breath. He's clearly a little bit on edge in Wrio's presence, not necessarily in a too negative way, but clearly in that he's still weighing what the other is like. Sharp suits and authority -- those paint a certain type of people in Marcoh's circle. ]

Right. [ A little glumly. Just another turn of events he can't fight. ] As long as I am not properly "checked in", there isn't much for me to do, I think. I am still trying to grasp exactly where I'll be standing in this hotel and its ranks and everything else about it.

[ Though. ]

"Uncover more information"? Do you think there's anything to learn and find here?

[ Marcoh's not really a problem solver. Not the kind that figures it out with logic, because why would you if punching through it is just easier? Send him a bunch of Peacock goons and he can figure it out, but if there's ploys to be uncovered here, he'll certainly try but the keyword being try. ]