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There was something...pleasant, about watching someone enthusiastically plot out destruction.
The unnecessary amount of detail that goes into the “planing”, the action and the outcome.
Or perhaps it was the person themselves that fascinated Marcus.
The way the slightest mention of explosives brings a sparkle of emotion to their body language.
The possibility of causing trouble in the act of revenge.
The intense interest they have with causing as much damage as possible to the poor fucks that probably deserved it.
Markus enjoyed watching them carry out their crazy schemes.
Because this was Wrench, and the thrill of a life or death situation brought them joy. They were an adrenaline junkie and this was their drug. One that Marcus couldn't exactly resonate with but just watching someone he loved be happy was good enough for him.