[ Mark looks up at them. He doesn't smile. His face looks desolate, instead, unhappy. Sure, yeah. Of course his other future self would think the same way. But fail. I fail...
Still, he's encouraged by Thorne's malicious humor. And his clear will to help. ]
I'm...trying here to...figure something out. Something that'll make the brain-transplant business obsolete.
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Still, he's encouraged by Thorne's malicious humor. And his clear will to help. ]
I'm...trying here to...figure something out. Something that'll make the brain-transplant business obsolete.