Owen nodded. He wasn't too sure about Reginald staying on the third floor. Marco was in the room beside him, and probably wouldn't be much help if Reginald needed someone. Hell, Marco may not even be staying in there at all. Owen made a mental note to talk to a few others on the third floor. He didn't want Reginald thinking he was looking for a babysitter, but Owen wanted to make sure people were looking out for the man, just in case. He had been sick once, after all.
He looked at Cecilia. "If you need help with Gemma or Kai, I can tag along..." He had no idea how comfortable they would be with that, but Owen felt like he ought to offer.