With the Grimms shadowing dissipation behind him, Marlin turned towards the two, pulling out his flask and started walking. He laughed loudly for a couple breaths before speaking to the blonde one, [color=8493ca]"I'd rather be caught dead than with those losers,"[/color] he took another swig of his whiskey before putting the flask back into his pants, [color=8493ca]"Oh, and the guy with the top hat, I saw him, not with him, not my business."[/color] Marlin looked at the two up and down, scanning them in sorts, definitely hunters by the way they dressed. He assumed they were apart of Beacon, considering the location of the ruins being so close, which means they know Ozpin. 

Marlin stepped closer to the two, ignoring any harsh movements or threats the fox would give. He held a thin protective aura around himself, it didn't cost him much but he was experienced enough to know better than just being bare in front of strangers. [color=8493ca]"I have no need to tell you who I work for, besides you probably are here because of him anyways."[/color] He looked past the blonde staring at the girl, [color=8493ca]"Ooh hoo hoo, look at you, what brings a fine lady such as yourself down here."[/color] Completely ignoring the fox Marlin tried to keep his persona in as much of a less threatening mood as he could. He didn't want to fight, none the less he didn't want to have to kill, especially if these two were working for his current employer.