Seeing the surprise and confusion on Queen Maeve's face, Heisenberg threw back the covers and sat up, asking softly.
"What? Do you have a different opinion about my decision to go to Vought International?"
"I just think that you... mmph!!!"
Before Queen Maeve could finish answering, the large hand reaching for her chest made her pause.
After letting that hand wander over her chest for quite a while, Queen Maeve shook her head helplessly yet happily and turned over in bed.
"Fine, fine, do whatever you want. Even I can't imagine what kind of huge mess you'll cause after arriving at Vought International!
But damn it.
Everything that could happen between us has already happened. That counts as leverage over me, right?
Anyway, I'll take you there!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Queen Maeve turned her back to him and lightly rubbed Heisenberg's thigh with her foot.
At the same time, she continued trying to persuade him.
"But listen to my advice. Homelander really isn't that easy to deal with.
I understand what you're thinking. You're probably like plenty of other super-criminals: you saw Homelander get humiliated by that Superman who suddenly showed up, so you think you have a chance!
But I have to make this clear to you. Superman is different from us too.
What makes Superman so strong is his..."
"Enough!"
Heisenberg suddenly cut Queen Maeve off.
He casually patted Queen Maeve's curled-up butt, then smiled.
"Don't worry about all that pointless crap for me. I won't feel touched because you're concerned about me, and I won't like you any more because you keep nagging!
Get up and take a shower. Once we're done, we leave. Hurry!"
With that, Heisenberg climbed out of bed on his own. As he took off his pajamas, he picked up