"So people are always just people, for all the good and bad that comes with that." Becker could get behind something like that. Humanity was, as a general rule, flawed and brilliant all at the same time. Which all led to the general feel of making them worth fighting for. No matter what Helen Cutter might say. "Do the labels still exist in the future?" His tone was genuinely curious. He hated labels even now. Things like his sexuality, why would he need to define it? He was who he was, and the only person it mattered to was his partner. But so many seemed to disagree with that.
"Awwww," he grinned. "You'd do that for me? That is so sweet." Punching a genocidal maniac, he dreamed of such a day. Since being in Lawrence, there had been Dark who had taken him, and Maleficent who had cursed him. He wanted someone to punch! "Has everyone gotten to punch a maniac but me? That's unfair. Hot, but unfair." Very hot, actually.
"Nice thought, actually. Getting rid of all those borders and letting the cultures stay but get wider. Almost sad I won't get to see it." His own world's future, that was always seemingly a dark one. Future predators. New Dawn and the havoc that unleashed, the horrendous time Matt had come from. The idea of at least one future getting it right was nice.
"Oh we tried arresting Danny a few times. Never seemed to work, so we just ended up recruiting him instead. Quieter life that way." Becker had to laugh. "Yeah, that time he got back. He wasn't so lucky other times. Was trapped for year and a half odd, on his own, back in the first man days. Then had to run through anomalies chasing down his insane brother. Long story." He'd barely gotten Danny back when Ethan... Patrick had caused all the problems. He wondered, not for the first time, if Danny was alright. Whenever he was.