( Scott's anger gets his gaze to lift β gets those bright blue eyes of his to gently stare to the other mutant and he's... quiet. Shielding himself, even. Not wanting all the things Scott is feeling right now to splatter all over him. Being empathic like he is, it sucks sometimes, just as much as it does being a telepath.
Licking over his lips, he shakes his head, dropping his gaze again. )
Just because that's why I was made, doesn't mean it has to be that way for me.
( It's what he's been telling himself β what he's told Sinister himself and what he wants out of the time he has left to him in this life he never asked for. To find some semblance of normalcy within the chaos that is his life and live it, the best that he can, without being used as a weapon in anyone's war. )
I'm figuring it out. Or trying to but... something always happens when I do. Or that's how it was back on Earth anyways.
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Licking over his lips, he shakes his head, dropping his gaze again. )
Just because that's why I was made, doesn't mean it has to be that way for me.
( It's what he's been telling himself β what he's told Sinister himself and what he wants out of the time he has left to him in this life he never asked for. To find some semblance of normalcy within the chaos that is his life and live it, the best that he can, without being used as a weapon in anyone's war. )
I'm figuring it out. Or trying to but... something always happens when I do. Or that's how it was back on Earth anyways.
( Here it's... a little different. )