@thesavagehero location: the briefing room
The once quietest room at Paragon's base was starting to fill with pairings and teams. Recruits rallied with their information and clues, driven this new year by revenge. Work, really, and Morgan had decided it was time to get to it.
His stay hadn't been very long, but the trainers, friends, and events had changed him. For the better. In ways he didn't think possible before. Paragon matters were no longer thrust upon him, they had become his hobby. Responsibility. New obsession.
All screens in the briefing room were on, each aglow with either a profile, map, or evidence. Morgan had his notebook wide open to note or even draw consistencies and connections. A few theories. They could narrow down a location, but the who was on his mind at present.
Puppetry. Mind control. A hatred for Paragon, them. Why?
So caught up, it took him a moment to address Alaric's presence. "Hey..." He said on a worn exhale as he hadn't budged or made much sound for the past hour.
"how're the others holding up?" There was some relief but also guilt for being the only supe unharmed throughout that entire event. It wasn't for a lack of action.