With such a lovely dream being spoiled by such a horrendous nightmare, Markus had little time to react to nearly taking a tumble out of the branch he'd been resting in, only managing to catch himself by his tail, a peach falling from the branch he'd rocked in his tumble, giving something to munch on while he gazed around the royal gardens. He hadn't been in tsubasa long, probably only about a month, but the constant warring had only spoiled his joy at finally being out of the tunnels of his home dimension and under the blue skies of such a wondrous place, though the sun had been an issue and he'd burned quite a bit when he first got there, he had managed to tan during his stay towards the latter end of the month.

It didn't take long for the newly reacquired peace to be broken once more in such a serene place as mithias crashed through the tree tops, the night sky without a moon causing darkness to blanket everything to the point that few aside from the naturally acute eyes of those born underground to a world of little light at the brightest. The figure seemed strange, foreign to Markus and strangely pale, perhaps another person from tartarus? if so, he wasn't about to miss his chance for a joke at their expense while their eyes were shut, his marker flying out of his pocket and rolling around in his fingers as the cap seems to come of at some point before he gets to work, his touch light from years of practice to the point that even though mithias was awake, he could barely feel anything, the cap going back in place with a resounding click as the cheeky little monkey affords himself a chuckle as he gazes at the masterpiece of comedy before him.