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"Don't you want to come with?"
His frown deepens as he thinks. It feels like all he ever does, in Barty's presence. Frown and think. Which is odd, because he feels the best when he is with Barty, rather than when he is not.
"We will get caught," he reasons, rather than answering his question of whether he wants to go or not. "Do you want to get thrown back in Dymphna's?"
Barty scoffs. "They won't catch us. What, with my wit and your brains? Reggie, we can burn the world."
"What good will that do?"
"What good will what do?"
"Burning the world. Why would anyone want to do that?"
Barty finally looks over. His glance is no longer fleeting or brief like they always seem to be. He has that grin on, too.
"Because we can."
Regulus leans back against the seat of the truck. He tightens his arms where they're crossed on his chest.
Because we can.
Not the worst reason.
(or, Regulus Black has always considered himself to be smart. Reason tells him that he should not trust Barty Crouch Jr. Despite this, he learns how to light a match.)