It took Marcus a moment to contemplate that idea, face scrunched up in an effort to try and think passed ruling things and owning whatever he wanted but there wasn't much. He had once wanted a wife but he'd soon tired of her. And he did want an heir but children repulsed him so he opted otherwise. Once he did like the idea of travelling more but his first trip across the ocean nearly ended in his death so he'd decided otherwise.

After a few moments, he looked back at the Doctor and shrugged. "I'd quite like silence. But that isn't an achievable goal. And I'm not actually that certain I would want it. I think it'd just be nice to not have a headache," he rolled his neck, trying to think of something else he wanted. "I think I'd liked to -- erm, well, I don't know."

Oh. Well. He hadn't realised that before.