No, he had figured that out. A while ago, in fact. Mark had been so insistent that it had been hard to miss. The difference was, he hadn’t wanted to accept that. He hadn’t wanted to accept the blatantly obvious fact that somehow, somewhere down the line, Mark had developed an unhealthy and concerning obsession. It was the only way to describe the reasons why he kept COMING BACK, why instead of helping the team he tried to ONE UP them just to prove himself, why he’d tried so hard AGAIN AND AGAIN to point out that the rest of the team were on a lower level than himself. ( Really, why would ANYONE want to accept that ? )
Irregardless of what Mark claimed, it was always about everyone else. He would trade his life for the team’s safety and Mark could try as hard as he wanted to try and break them up. It wouldn’t happen. He wouldn’t let it happen. Of course, he still missed the past, when Mark was a member of the team, when Walter could count on him, but he’d slowly come to realize that Mark was simply not designed for TEAMWORK. He doesn’t speak for a good fifteen seconds or so, as maybe Mark was right. Maybe he had been happier when he had been fully enveloped in WORK. But, over time, he’d learnt that he could do both. ❛ … I’m still the same person as I always was. Just a more… improved version. ❜He takes a short breath, in through the nose, out through the nose, further signs of his agitation. But he speaks calmly, slowly. ❛ I can’t say the same for you. ❜
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