Marcus’ smile didn’t falter, just grew wider.
“You anticipated that too, didn’t you?” Rhys asked with a huff of breath.
“Of course.” The smile faltered. “It’s why I love you. You’re the moral compass I lack. I might be the brain, but everyone follows the heart.?
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And with that, he clicked on his screen, opening spreadsheets and planning documents and maps, so many maps, each peppered with markers.
“World domination is so gauche. I want to use our powers for good.”
“For good?” Orion asked, almost incredulously.
“Always.”