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Good thing he did ask. Providing Niklaus didn't have the patience for the like at times, but neither did it serve to make him blame her either. There was people who done it intentionally and those unintentionally. So as far as he knew when listening to Alto speak, it made his brow raise, considerably understanding though even if such things could end as different results. Of course his doubts though with small undertones, but he wasn't about to let himself butt heads with appearances over attire and how they were all factioned off almost. Not this time at least. "So carefree." His attention averted to the assumed door, or passing ones at least. Not that he was trying to lambast her, that's just how it seemed to him if it was so unconscious. "Doesn't sound like she realizes how much of a more crappier spot that puts her then, all until it slaps her over the head. Must be equally difficult to catch oneself if it is unconsciously done though." However, contrast to latter - at least his tone wasn't so harsh. Easy as it was to give someone alike that a break, he knew all speech patterns had their differences. Wether disconcerting or to the point. "I need not lose my temper though..." He murmured, but yet he knew better since it was his emotional hammer to set off the worse.

Though the twins did take it to pause, or Markus did at least since he was behind them. Though his peripheral lost Shiro equally, his bangs weren't doing him favours this time and watching Niklaus walk off ahead a bit. All before glancing down at Alto that made him assume that he was curious if Markus was still present. "Hello." He dropped, his usual puppy enthusiasm popped in again, chuckling away to himself now once they started to move the rest of the way to the door. Though Niklaus was waiting a few feet away, he was easy to correct his placement and meet by the door now with the two. Shiro was safe by the sounds and seems of it thanks to the agents frame and his poor hair maintenance.

Of course though it made Niklaus shoot him a weird look. Knowing the small details of her being in weird places or a wanderer in the facility at times, it was strange for a second that he had her locked in there until he explained. "Probably won't help for how big we are. But... Are you telling me that she isn't aware that we were coming then? Since you put it like that." He questioned.

The walls made her hearing struggle, no matter how point it was. These ones weren't paper thin. But once they got closer to the door, Josiah was able to hear them - clear. Yet muffled by the slights. Occupying his chair anyways, seeing she had nowhere to go other than beneath the desk or the floor. But she was already in low-key panic mode since she could hear the twins. Niklaus more than Markus though - she'd already have psyched out long before they came back and tried getting out, but all was futile. Left sitting there staring at her lap clasped hands, thinking one couldn't look any paler, almost as if all what blood she had was drained away. Waiting to hear the sound of the door open was her only cue.

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Markus might’ve not been familiar with too much body language - but for someone like Niklaus who taken to dealing with inmates and or escort if not other duty? He was obligated to understand and help him predict certain, behavioural outcomes. Though he was still more loose overall, Niklaus wasn’t insensitive to the fact he was short sticking someone else’s partner. Because the twins wouldn’t appreciate someone doing that to Shiro either - but in turn to Alto’s words, Niklaus vaguely shifted his head in a slight turn away and furrow of brows. It could’ve easily blown him out of the water and that Alto was right, despite his nature, it wasn’t only his fear. But fear for Markus, considering he knew their contrast instabilities of emotion can cause issues - if he wasn’t here, Niklaus might’ve been a lot more cooperative and less tense. It wasn’t like he could guess what the issue was either though. Left on an assuming note, neither could he keep Markus out of the loop.

However, instead of cold shouldering Alto with what might’ve accidentally seemed like disinterest, his expression relaxed a bit more. Considering his latter words, he took it upon himself to at least try understanding these refined details before getting to their destination that lied ahead of them now. Safe to assume none of the two were going to try dipping out this late now from the door distance comparison. “What do you mean by that? Is there something concerning in the words she spoken you?” It might’ve been missing point context, but an effort nevertheless.

Though Markus was following the persistently moving two, he had no words to spare besides a few worried glances. Usually he left Niklaus to deal with these types of things - mostly because Niklaus always sent him off. But this time? He was apart of it, which was ultimately out of place for this twin. Hoping as much as he didn’t need to talk or add onto their conversation, Markus was already on par to the idea even if Niklaus was tense like thin ice under pressure. It made his head turn to overlook Alto and plant on Niklaus - although the angle of head made his peripheral more noting.

      The question elicited a chuckle out of him. Nothing disrespectful. By any means, he found it amusing and a smooth segway into a subject he wanted to press on anyway.

      ❝She always says the wrong things at the wrong time. Her self-awareness is inexistent when it matters most. It could be because she is scared of becoming vulnerable on the spot and unconsciously distances herself from the words she spews out of her mouth, but that only causes more trouble for her.❞, he explained, rolling the leg of his glasses between his fingertips. ❝I will be the first to admit that she drives me nuts sometimes with her vague speech, but I know better than to lose my temper. She’s a good girl❞, he confessed. 

      Right afterwards though, he paused. Thinking he’d heard something other than their collective footsteps ringing throughout the hallway, he turned to peek over his shoulder through the corner of his eye. Luckily for Shiro, all Alto could see was Markus’ broad frame blocking the way. Without commenting on it as to not put their nerves on edge any further, he shrugged and averted his gaze. Coming up was his office’s door, anyway.

      ❝There’s not a lot of room, but you will excuse me.❞, he smiled courteously as he produced the keycard out of his coat’s pocket. ❝Not that I make a habit out of locking her in the office, but… This time, I didn’t want to be stuck running around looking for her.❞