[He takes time to school his expression before he turns his head back toward Moran, looking him over for any signs of difference, of changes he couldn't see last night.]

No, of course. You're a professional in that regard. I suppose I should do the same.

[He can't back down, even for a moment. As Moran said, they serve the same ideals no matter where they are. And whatever it takes to make them reality is acceptable. That's the path Albert started them all down, and he'll see it through, or he'd be a hypocrite unworthy of his brothers' and allies' trust.

What's bothering Albert is pointless. The sooner he gives up on the notion, the better. He can live with that, he thinks. What's more of the same going to do to him? He can't get worse.]

I should also consider how I'm supposed to go about the business of "Synchrony".