[ her hands curl around the post again, looking at erik askance like she is finally apprehensive enough to avoid his gaze. everyone thinks they will be fine with it... but he knew her mother, charles xavier is one of the most famous mutants there is, probably with the exception of the man sitting next to her.
her eyes glow and it's just a gentle thing, esme knows how to slip in even when she's expected, but she doesn't. it's almost like a knock, a gentle touch before she shyly steps on through the psychic connection, allowing the door to remain open behind her. ]
« Thank you. »
[ while it sounds like her voice, soft and light and so relieved it feels like the gratitude itself is relaxing, there is a sort of hum, like an echo that isn't there. ]
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her eyes glow and it's just a gentle thing, esme knows how to slip in even when she's expected, but she doesn't. it's almost like a knock, a gentle touch before she shyly steps on through the psychic connection, allowing the door to remain open behind her. ]
« Thank you. »
[ while it sounds like her voice, soft and light and so relieved it feels like the gratitude itself is relaxing, there is a sort of hum, like an echo that isn't there. ]