Cliff nodded, now actually facing Marko since he could see properly again. Kind of. His eyes were still stinging and a bit watery, but it was much better than before. He was rather unhappy with the answers he'd been provided, though. Find a killer robot thingy, make it tell them where exactly the probably horrible virus thingamadoo was at, then find the nerd in charge who he was now sure had doped himself up into a horrible, disgusting creature that'd be nigh impossible to kill. 

Yes siree, Cliff Nobles was not new to this dance and he smelled trouble. Big, big trouble that would totally ignore a million bullets. Well, at least there was apparently a silver lining to it all. "Alright, so me an magic dude gotta go in there. But those dudes go first, yeah?". It was a very important question for him. As far as he was concerned, everything was always better if you had a group of people going first, attracting all danger to themselves so you could get by unharmed.