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[Mortimer Toynbee: Ultimate X-Men]
He pulls out a cigarette.
"So, you're just gonna let me talk ta Jean and then drop me here knowing there's a war on back home I can't do anything about. People getting killed, and I'm just stuck here without even a light."
He takes a long, deep and slightly shaky breath.
"Could've at least given me a better name. Don't get me wrong I'm grateful you didn't go for "Kermit" or somethin'. But mocking my accent? You 'aven't got any room to talk yourself, plus you ain't even doing it right.
Just let me back out there and I'll forgive you, flatscan."
"So, you're just gonna let me talk ta Jean and then drop me here knowing there's a war on back home I can't do anything about. People getting killed, and I'm just stuck here without even a light."
He takes a long, deep and slightly shaky breath.
"Could've at least given me a better name. Don't get me wrong I'm grateful you didn't go for "Kermit" or somethin'. But mocking my accent? You 'aven't got any room to talk yourself, plus you ain't even doing it right.
Just let me back out there and I'll forgive you, flatscan."