Being slightly sleep-deprived, Marcelo wasn't quite ready for the crushing embrace. He gasped a bit at the tight hold.

"If I said a kick ass party, I don't think you'd believe me." He gave her a lopsided grin. He was calm enough to try make her not worry so much. Though the grin slowly faded into something more serious.

"A hired assassin paid a visit. He had tentacles coming out of his chest. Some of them stung like hell. I think I bit off a piece of one somewhere. Uhm. I should pick that up before Sancho tries eating it."