"Nothing wrong with that. I hear Quidditch keeps one fit as fuck, right?" he asked, raising an eyebrow and giving Marcus a knowing look. And though he didn't expect anything out of him, it was actually rather pleasing when he heard the other man was willing to cut his workout short for some breakfast. The company would be nice.
"Nah, I think I might take the day off. Apparently, people are telling me I need it or something," he said, finally flicking his spend cigarette away and looking around him for a moment.