Morgan didn't want to scare him off, but a tiny little voice in the back of her head was worried she might, so hearing him say it? Even in jest? Made that little voice calm down- at least for tonight. "Oh the horror of those matching sweat-suits," she said with a laugh. "We should definitely avoid those."
Morgan looked up into his eyes, a little taken aback by his question. "I could be incredibly cheesy, and say that I already got what I wanted most in the world," she said pointedly- knowing that Markus would realize she was talking about him. "But, I had no idea I wanted you until you walked through the doors of that cafe." Laying her head on his shoulder, she thought for a moment before speaking again. "I want to attend Columbia. It was my college of choice back home, and it's almost serendipitous that Goodland happens to be New York City. I know that being Tony Stark's daughter means I don't have to put in the groundwork if I don't want to. I could easily do great things with Stark Industries without it, but I want to earn it."
"I want to create things that help people, and I want to have the education to back it up. People see me here for me. At home, it was harder. I felt like a novelty of sorts. All the outside world saw when they looked at me was Tony's daughter, and you know how proud I am to be his, but it was impossible to make genuine non-familial connections. They either wanted to have an 'in' with the man who saved the world, or they thought I would have everything handed to me on a silver platter. I'm not sure which was worse. It's yet another reason I never want to go back." Shaking her head, she pushed those thoughts aside. Morgan hadn't meant to go so far left with this. It wasn't something she had shared with anyone before, but Markus was her safe place. "But yes. I want to help people with my science. That's what I want most in the world. On a few superficial silly- maybe a few unattainable- notes? I want to dance in the rain, I want to go to Wonderland, I want to jump out of an airplane with just a parachute, I want to go to Italy, I want to make my parents proud, and I want to spend forever with you." Her nose scrunched up at the last part. "Not too much to ask, right?"
Morgan watched him curiously as he removed his jacket and couldn't help the bright smile that spread across her face when he held his arms out to her. His excitement was infectious, and she loved him all the more for it. "Another brilliant idea." Slipping down into his arms, she rested her head against his chest. "Beyond brilliant," she gasped as her eyes found the lights above them.