Animorphs #15: The Escape, Marco:
<Marco, you know what they’re going to do,> Jake said urgently.
I nodded my thick gorilla head. <Yeah, Jake. I know.>
<It’s your call,> Jake said neutrally.
I just stood there, frozen, as Rachel and Ax reached the door of the building.
<Jake. You and Cassie and Tobias morph, okay? I have to go and…I don’t know.>
<Go,> Jake said. <We’ll have gills within a minute. Marco?>
<Do what’s right. Forget about what anybody thinks. Do what’s right.>
That’s my friend Jake. That’s his answer to anything, I guess: Do what’s right. And somehow, he always seems to know just what that is. Or at least he thinks he does. Jake’s a natural hero. Heroes always know what’s right.
Animorphs #30: The Reunion, Marco:
I lowered my head and felt the power in my legs. It would be a hundred-foot drop.
<l love you,> I whispered. And then, I lunged.
I told him in quick, spare detail. Then, “You’ll do it?”
He didn’t answer. Instead he said, “Mom, I know you can hear me. I don’t know if I can save you. You understand that, right? I’ll do what’s right. I’ll do what I have to do.”
It was his only show of emotion. His voice cracked when he said “Mom.”
<I know you will. I love you,> Eva said, silent, a prisoner inside her own skull.