He gave a disgusted, metallic sound at the mention of the Avengers. "Doom does not fear them. They are well-known celebrities, which has its own limits. Mere pawns, ready for someone else's bidding."
The Avengers being so well-known and having such media attention was part of why he didn't believe they could work efficiently. He had to applaud Reed Richards for wanting to keep the Illuminati from the public's eye entirely. But he also didn't believe the Illuminati would make the hard choices it might face.
Ah, but here was a stealthy group who did not have such cumbersome problems, wanting to ally with him. Yet... He took a sip of his wine as he listened, his eyes steady, though behind them there were several lines of thought racing for possibilities and what outcomes he might expect. Some were unpleasant. Some not.
He set the wine on the table, fingertips meeting. "Supposing I collaborate with the League, what can we expect in our... symbiotic relationship?"