Marcus picked a simple black box, and a bag of litter. His arms were starting to get full, but he couldn't reach his wand to cast any levitation spells and there was no way he was attempting any wandless magic. Charms were not his forte.
"Ah yes, well, it's very kind of you to offer." The words were said through gritted teeth, as if it physically pained him to thank someone for a simple offer of help. "But I expect I'll get on just fine." He shook his head at Kenneth's question, eager to get on with the business of bankrupting himself for a flea-ridden animal so he could go home. He'd had quite enough of errands for one day. "No, I think that will be all for today."