Sleep didn't come easily, but staring blankly at the ceiling swiftly brought thoughts about how pathetic his life was.
Even with the most powerful person he'd ever met by his side, he couldn't beat two teenagers scarcely past puberty! He was meant to be a genius, yet he couldn't design a single piece of technology that worked properly! Some genius.
Giving up would be easy. He'd never get a job, but prisoners were given food, beds… he could survive.
But then Shego rolled over, unconsciously tucking her head into his chest, and he remembered who he wanted the world for.