Marc huffed out a breath of air that was both out of nerves and frustration. Hands on hips and looking down at the floor, he was upset because he thought his life was going to return to some semblance of normalcy after dealing with Harrow on top of coming back from the afterlife. He though Khonshu would be leaving him alone, not that he'd be thrust into this confusing mess.
After shaking his head out of resignation, he finally agreed, "Yeah, please. I'd appreciate your help. If you can show me around that would be great, and also show me this... whatever you call it... network."
He looked up at Elsa, and something was still bothering him that he couldn't dismiss... he needed to ask. "Uh... just a few seconds ago I thought I saw snowflakes. I wasn't just imagining those?"