Marc couldn't help but be a little amazed at the magically provided wardrobe. Magic mummy suits were one thing, but this was something else. More practical too, he had to admit.

He stroked his chin as he also studied the things, as though expecting it to vanish at Steven's touch. He lifted his head with only the briefest scowl, but offered a nod in understanding. Best they play it safe. They didn't even have any weapons. That'd be something else to look into. Marc almost missed the part concerning the storms when he recalled that they were essentially what they were supposedly here for.

They do that? he asked almost simultaneously, expression opposite Steven's as his brow deepened into a frown.