Marcelo eventually took a breath to calm himself. Then he got the door open easily. He pushed it open and then used himself for a doorstop.

"Alright, querida, come on in."

The room had all of his Vesper gear in it. His suit was on a mannequin nearby. The wings were actually out and spanning across the room so he could smooth out any bullet dents. There was a bench along one wall with gadgets and gizmos over it in various states of needing work on to get incorporated into his gear.