Marabelle remained silent as the waves of emotion flowed over Josephine's face as she debated with herself as to what she should do. There were still soft murmurs coming from the room that Amy and Jack were holed up in and she strained to pick out anything important as they passed. Much to her disappointment, the heavy wood door distorted their words just enough to make them inaudible.

Taking in the full extent of the damage now that the room was empty, Marabelle couldn't believe that the two men caused all of this and were still able to walk away from it. "Tornado, pirates, same thing if you think about it." She said with a soft chuckle before carefully stepping over the broken glass to the kitchen in order to fetch rags. "Start picking out what can be salvaged, which I guarantee you won't be much."