"Of course you're here." Where else would he be? It was silly to think he wouldn't be here. Or that something might have happened to him. Nico was more than capable of taking care of himself.
"Wit the snow, and all, I...well." Marco shrugged. "I worried." Because that was what Marco did. And now that he was here, he wished he'd stopped to pick up food for them. But he hadn't. And the snow was getting worse.