Who needs to be a soldier type for recon work? Hell, who needs to be a soldier type for infiltration? Marc ain't gonna judge. He does take in the guns with interest-- he has one, but it's in a holster under his shirt, not obvious. "You're gonna be hungry if you're out here for a full shift," he warns, and after a moment offers the last of the bag of pretzels (or little pretzel like crackers with a name he couldn't pronounce, so he just calls them pretzels, dammit) he'd mostly eaten through during his own shift.

"The dogs are gonna be a problem unless we time entrances right," he says first. "That's really the biggest one. There's holes to exploit if you go in at the right time or with the right people. Or with the right disguise on. But we gotta be careful to avoid times when the dogs are passing by."