"Is that excepted as in I'm not allowed, or excepted as in I get freebies?" Marco folds his arms and kicks his legs up on the desk, mimicking York. He's enjoying the heat not being on him for once in the past week, even though Arthur probably doesn't really deserve it. What was York expecting, that he'd just be abandoned to get the job done on his own? "Because I better be getting freebies, or else I'm going to be one dead unarmed merc pretty fast."

It doesn't really occur to Marco that he could probably save Arthur some pain by explaining that he asked for help, not that Arthur enabled him into the job.

"But really, dude? 'Arthur's Murder Weapon Rentals'? It's got a nice, macabre ring to it, but your business model might be, y'know, a tad suspicious."