[She'll find that Joey is waiting to test him before he goes about forgiving the gremlin.

Marik will just... hold on to that for the time being. She'll pay it forward. Normally he'd think to turn it down but... hmm. That might come in handy down the line.

But then Joey. Ugh.]

Thank you.

[He had been tempted to make a jab about her wanting to keep it because it smells good (he douses everything in his perfume) but decides against it. No need to push his luck. Marik does, however, decide to go for the other low hanging fruit.]

Figured you'd rather not look like one of my old Hunters.

[Because that's why he got that specific coat. It looks a lot like his Rare Hunter cultist robes.

What a goober.

Chenzira, who's been tucked into his coat the entire time, gives him an upward, disapproving glance. Marik folds the coat up and places it back in the saddlebag.]

If you can't get a hold of him...

[Shit. Foot in mouth. It's too late to back out now. Chen nods to himself in approval.]

... let me know.

[The Yamask mutters something to Marik that sounds like "munny?"

His trainer clicks his tongue. Sure, it'll buy him brownie points but it's the principle of the thing.]

... I'll send you some money too so you can buy some supplies or whatever until Joey arrives.