[her hesitation draws forth not because she’s uncertain, but rather because—for a moment—she has an awful spell of dejá vu (though she wonders if she can call it that at all). there’s family in that, in charles, but she can’t quite place it, for whatever reason.
expression pinched for a moment, she shakes her head, glancing back up at erik.]
No wonder you might have thought I was a mutant at the start.
[with her magical powers, sure, but also at her later displays of telepathy, to an extent. she raises a brow, at the sentimentality there.]
no subject
[her hesitation draws forth not because she’s uncertain, but rather because—for a moment—she has an awful spell of dejá vu (though she wonders if she can call it that at all). there’s family in that, in charles, but she can’t quite place it, for whatever reason.
expression pinched for a moment, she shakes her head, glancing back up at erik.]
No wonder you might have thought I was a mutant at the start.
[with her magical powers, sure, but also at her later displays of telepathy, to an extent. she raises a brow, at the sentimentality there.]
You were close?