[ It's a dreadful thing to bond over, he wouldn't have wished it on her or anyone else. But there is a comfort in finding common ground nevertheless, something he hasn't often found with other people. He still wishes it weren't so.
He smiles a little, pained and understanding. To hope that things could just be as they once were. But time marches on, unforgiving. What's lost can't ever be regained, barring very few and incredibly precious exceptions. ]
I have. [ Now, at least, he doesn't look quite so miserable about the topic. ] Someone I know has a school there. Charles Xavier. He's a mutant, like me.
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He smiles a little, pained and understanding. To hope that things could just be as they once were. But time marches on, unforgiving. What's lost can't ever be regained, barring very few and incredibly precious exceptions. ]
I have. [ Now, at least, he doesn't look quite so miserable about the topic. ] Someone I know has a school there. Charles Xavier. He's a mutant, like me.