Marty chuckled, not in the least bit surprised that Callen didn't sound overly enthusiastic about his time spent searching for the perfect dress that afternoon. "Not your cup of tea then." He grinned though as he turned and headed downstairs trusting Callen to follow or stop him if he wasn't going to be coming after all.
Of course he did, and Marty ended up staying on his feet while Callen sat down, he was in a pacing sort of mood. "Morgan asked me to work with him with his power, we worked a little yesterday." He wasn't exactly planning on telling Callen everything about Morgan's power, he'd let Morgan be the one to do that. "I still haven't told him what I can do." He pursed his lips while he thought about what it would mean to tell someone other than the people who lived in this house with him.
"I think it might make things easier if I did. I think we could eventually use our powers together with enough training, and I think I could train with him too - I know you're not exactly a fan of me playing around your head." Not that he didn't appreciate that Callen helped him with this, but he had been well aware from the start how Callen felt about it. "I just wanted to talk to you and see what you thought about telling him."