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[She just waits for all of that to sink in. This...this will take a lot of getting used to.]

Y-yeah..kindda of, I guess?

It's...it's a very long story. I don't think you want to know.

[Does he want to picture his little sister trying to turn her daughter into a terrorist?]

[Actually, he would be more mentally traumatized by thinking of his sister sleeping with someone and having a daughter, so it's not as bad as it could have been.]

So I gather... [Charles runs a hand through his hair, composing his thoughts.] Time passes too quickly sometimes.

[He glances up from his reverie.] Your name's Rogue?

[...Let's not even go there. really, thinking of Mystique being in bed with a man is just...creepy.]

Yeah..how did you guess--you read my mind didn't you?

[Really it wouldn't surprise her, but she would've thought he'd ask permission first.]

[That would truly break Charles' brain.]

[He nods] A surface thought...though I suspect that's not your real name. [Which he won't pry out without permission.] I haven't quite understood everyone's tendency to have code names.

[Which was probably why he didn't go by Professor X till later in life.]

No, it's not, but it fits me just fine. It's there to protect our identities and code names are much easier when you're fightin'.

[Long awkward pause.

What does she do now? Call him Uncle Charley?]

But I don't get along with Mystique. A lot of bad blood between us.

[Please don't. Even Xavier has to draw the line somewhere.]

I'm sorry...I know sometimes we disagree on things. [Poor Charles is slightly clueless as to how different Raven is from his way of thinking.]

[Good because that would've been HORRIBLE.]

That's puttin' it lightly. [Another long pause.]

Look, if you want ta know...look my memories.

[Charles lets out a breath...and shakes his head no once.]

It's not for me to know yet. [Even if he's curious, it wouldn't be right, from his point of view.]

[Well, that's a surprise. She would've thought he would like to know. But he's from the past, so from his perspective it would change history.]

Don't be surprised, then when things don't initially work out between us.

I'll....try not to be.

[Despite being human and a mutant with telepathy, he's also a professor. And he knows the implications of changing the future.]

I will hope that things can be mended, with time.

Which things? Things between you and your sister or things with me?

[Because really, either option won't turn out well.]

...both.

[Xavier is the undying optimist.]

Yeah...uh-huh.

[Sorry, she's not an optimist. She can be at times, but this isn't one of them. With everything that's happened in her life and recently, it's hard to do that.]

Hey...don't give up. Things aren't over yet. For either of us.

[Neither of them knew their own future. Something new could change their story right around the corner. If they gave up, they'd miss it.]

Tell me about your friends, are they going to the school as well? [Here, he'll attempt a subject change.]

[Urgh, why do people think she's giving up? She just wants to ~~run~~ get away for a little while. Nothing wrong with that.]

I'll wait ta see when or even if things get better.

[Smooth subject change there, ~~Uncle~~ Professor.]

Wouldn't that be changin' the future if you knew about your students?

It's possible. [However, he does trust her judgment with whatever she does or doesn't want to tell him.]

[Okay...she'll give this a try without changing things.]

There's a few of them at the Institute. Jean and Scott were the ones who have been there the longest. Then there's...[She starts listing off one student at a time. Not telling of their abilities or anything.]

That's pretty much it.

[Charles listens intently, quite pleased with the number of names.]

Wow, that's quite a few. [He considers.] There will probably be even more farther ahead in time. [Enough time, and mutants could become equal numbers with humans. That is, if they were allowed.]

More than a few. There's been some fights between two sides. Not us and normal people, but us versus others like us. Another band of mutants who don't have the same values as us.

[Though she'll leave out the part where the Mansion was destroyed and had to be rebuilt...and all other nasty things.]

Hm...

[Charles rubs his chin thoughtfully.]

That's not promising. If we can't even get along with each other, there's less chance we can integrate with non-mutants. [Nobody ever said it would be easy.]

It's more complicated than that. We don't like the others because of how they are and because of what their ideals are.

We're backed into a corner at times. Tryin' ta defend people who hate us from those who think themselves superior to them.