You say that like you know what is going to be waiting for you. [ Or, well, maybe he sort of does. He knows what's waiting for her - she just hasn't asked for much of the details. What this future of war and fighting was going to be like, what else he knew about her.
It feels strange to ask about, so she isn't asking. And she thinks: isn't it healthier to treat the future as they should? As something malleable and uncertain? ]
Whatever the case, she is here now. And she's told you. I suppose the question is simply... what will you do with knowing? [ She stirs a couple teaspoons of sugar into her coffee as she talks, anticipating the extra sugar rush it'll give her to get her through the rest of the morning. ]
If you're worried about how she'll get along around here, well... I quite like her already, and I hope to see her more often. She's been offering to come drive me out into the Fringes.
[ It's hard to put into words. It's that he went back in time, yeah, but it's also that there's been a pattern to his life. There's shit that usually happens to him—an endless river of blood dogging his heels—and then there's shit that just doesn't ever feel like it could, like it should, and finding out he's got a fucking kid falls under the second umbrella.
Probably isn't healthy, no. But it is predictable. Was.
He drains the rest of his coffee. ]
You should take her. She could use someone like you.
[ If he's dodging Storm's question, it's not an accident. He means it, though. Wasn't for no reason that Charles left her in charge. Whatever he feels about his place in Laura's life, he knows the X-Men will be good for her, in the same way they've been good for him. ]
[ She rolls her eyes, smiling a little that the reaction he has is... quite predicactable actually. But maybe she's just reading it differently. Because of course she would take her; that didn't change that she wanted Logan. ]
Maybe. I don't know what I could offer her other than a name behind a comic book character that you haven't already.
[ But he's finishing up, and she still has her bagel. She waves him off and takes her phone out to scroll through some messages. ]
In any case - sure. I'll text if anything comes up. It's getting to be really unpredictable out there.
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It feels strange to ask about, so she isn't asking. And she thinks: isn't it healthier to treat the future as they should? As something malleable and uncertain? ]
Whatever the case, she is here now. And she's told you. I suppose the question is simply... what will you do with knowing? [ She stirs a couple teaspoons of sugar into her coffee as she talks, anticipating the extra sugar rush it'll give her to get her through the rest of the morning. ]
If you're worried about how she'll get along around here, well... I quite like her already, and I hope to see her more often. She's been offering to come drive me out into the Fringes.
🎀 wrap soon?
[ It's hard to put into words. It's that he went back in time, yeah, but it's also that there's been a pattern to his life. There's shit that usually happens to him—an endless river of blood dogging his heels—and then there's shit that just doesn't ever feel like it could, like it should, and finding out he's got a fucking kid falls under the second umbrella.
Probably isn't healthy, no. But it is predictable. Was.
He drains the rest of his coffee. ]
You should take her. She could use someone like you.
[ If he's dodging Storm's question, it's not an accident. He means it, though. Wasn't for no reason that Charles left her in charge. Whatever he feels about his place in Laura's life, he knows the X-Men will be good for her, in the same way they've been good for him. ]
wrapping! 🎀
Maybe. I don't know what I could offer her other than a name behind a comic book character that you haven't already.
[ But he's finishing up, and she still has her bagel. She waves him off and takes her phone out to scroll through some messages. ]
In any case - sure. I'll text if anything comes up. It's getting to be really unpredictable out there.