Marcellus frowns, "When we arrived, you seemed ready to attack the magi to help your brother. And when I asked you to interpose yourself, you did nothing... even seemed to encourage him..."
He stops and takes a deep breath, then exhales slowly, letting go of his frustration. "Well, you came to speak to your brother and try to convince him. Let us do that."
Marcellus turns to Venkath, "Lord Venkath, your prowess in battle was very impressive! Infamous you will indeed become, with such feats of power! But yet, I cannot help but worry..." He purposefully his words hanging, trying to draw Venkath's curiosity.