"I said stand down!" Snarled kyle in Marcus's ear, a hand tangled in the younger man's hair now and yanking his head back sharply to get his attention.
Marcus struggled briefly against the bigger man, scowling before clenching his jaw and nodding once "good.  Emotional little brat." Muttered Kyle, releasing Marcus and turning to John. "What a desk monkey, someone call a medic would ya?" He sighed, one hand on his hip and the other raking through his hair as he observed the mess.