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[dontmesswith]

Look, Gambit's gone now. He's been gone for awhile.

So do me and yourself a favor and let me go too. There's no real point in keepin' me there.

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[ihearyouthink]

...both.

[Xavier is the undying optimist.]

[dontmesswith]

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.]

[ihearyouthink]

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.]

[dontmesswith]

[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?

[ihearyouthink]

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

[dontmesswith]

[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.

[ihearyouthink]

[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.]

[dontmesswith]

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.]

[ihearyouthink]

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.]

[dontmesswith]

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.