[A small flinch, an instinctive reaction that he can't explain, hearing Nate say that. At least he's quickly moving on, sparing Scott from assessing why he reacted that way in the first place.]
....
[Isn't this the sort of thing he wanted all along? For the other mutants to see him for who he is, and stop comparing him to the Scott Summers they know and hate? Tolerate. Begrudgingly respect. Different feelings lofted at the man that he might become at some point, although Scott sort of wants nothing to do with the X-Men or whatever. He still doesn't fully understand that yet besides mutant vigilante group. Superheroes??
But quietly looking at Nate, his arms drop by his sides and maybe none of that X-Men stuff matters right now. Going into Solmara, he didn't know about it or think about their connection.]
Do you actually want to know me? Have... whatever relationship we'll have? [Friendship?? Is that weird?? He doesn't know. Not like anyone made a fucking guidebook about this kind of thing. Not like he's had a ton of friends back home either.
...] Because I would.
[Quiet admittance. It's not because he's trying to make up for that other Scott, right? No, Nate doesn't want that, he's said that. It's just for himself, because he's gotten to like and care about the other mutant a lot.]
( That's... a loaded question if there ever was one.
There's mixed feelings regarding that. On the one hand, he is curious about the man, Scott Summers, and has quietly wondered what he might be like and how he's like him, but. On the other hand, Forge had been the closest thing he'd had to a father figure in his life and really, the only one he's looked to as such. While he and Scott Summers share blood, he had had something with Forge, fleeting as it was, and he misses him still to this day.
He's about to see if he can muster up some sort of answer so as not to leave the other mutant hanging there when he goes and says that other part and, surprised a little, blue eyes lift their gaze to fall onto Scott there as he stands in silence. Whatever relationship they'll have... he wants to know him... that's. Something. He's not sure what, but it's something and he doesn't know how to feel with that something. )
Not... as father and son.
( Because it's just... too weird. For both of them. )
But... Scott Summers... I can't say I'm not curious to know him. Even if it's weird.
[Given how he's acted, Scott guesses he can't be all too shocked to see that surprise projected towards him. He did tell him like 5 minutes ago that he hated him. Doesn't stop him from waiting for Nate's full reaction with something lodged in his chest, because it feels like if he fails here, then he's never going to get anywhere ever. Probably not true, but Scott's been taking everything lately rather personally.
And. There's a basically a yes. Yeah. It is.
.....
There's a small reminder that whispers in the back of his mind. It's in a voice that isn't his own and that might sound like Sophie's, telling him to have patience with the other mutants here. He said he'd try and there's been ups and downs when it comes to that, but... starting here, with Nate, isn't the worst. Might be less upsetting in a way, since he's already admitted to not knowing the other Scott Summers, but maybe it's a little more than that.
Memories of them working together in Solmara run through his mind. The other mutant flying them back to the portal. Scott choked with worry that he would never wake up after all that.]
Bet you didn't know that I like the arcade. And Star Wars.
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[Isn't this the sort of thing he wanted all along? For the other mutants to see him for who he is, and stop comparing him to the Scott Summers they know and hate? Tolerate. Begrudgingly respect. Different feelings lofted at the man that he might become at some point, although Scott sort of wants nothing to do with the X-Men or whatever. He still doesn't fully understand that yet besides mutant vigilante group. Superheroes??
But quietly looking at Nate, his arms drop by his sides and maybe none of that X-Men stuff matters right now. Going into Solmara, he didn't know about it or think about their connection.]
Do you actually want to know me? Have... whatever relationship we'll have? [Friendship?? Is that weird?? He doesn't know. Not like anyone made a fucking guidebook about this kind of thing. Not like he's had a ton of friends back home either.
...] Because I would.
[Quiet admittance. It's not because he's trying to make up for that other Scott, right? No, Nate doesn't want that, he's said that. It's just for himself, because he's gotten to like and care about the other mutant a lot.]
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There's mixed feelings regarding that. On the one hand, he is curious about the man, Scott Summers, and has quietly wondered what he might be like and how he's like him, but. On the other hand, Forge had been the closest thing he'd had to a father figure in his life and really, the only one he's looked to as such. While he and Scott Summers share blood, he had had something with Forge, fleeting as it was, and he misses him still to this day.
He's about to see if he can muster up some sort of answer so as not to leave the other mutant hanging there when he goes and says that other part and, surprised a little, blue eyes lift their gaze to fall onto Scott there as he stands in silence. Whatever relationship they'll have... he wants to know him... that's. Something. He's not sure what, but it's something and he doesn't know how to feel with that something. )
Not... as father and son.
( Because it's just... too weird. For both of them. )
But... Scott Summers... I can't say I'm not curious to know him. Even if it's weird.
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And. There's a basically a yes. Yeah. It is.
.....
There's a small reminder that whispers in the back of his mind. It's in a voice that isn't his own and that might sound like Sophie's, telling him to have patience with the other mutants here. He said he'd try and there's been ups and downs when it comes to that, but... starting here, with Nate, isn't the worst. Might be less upsetting in a way, since he's already admitted to not knowing the other Scott Summers, but maybe it's a little more than that.
Memories of them working together in Solmara run through his mind. The other mutant flying them back to the portal. Scott choked with worry that he would never wake up after all that.]
Bet you didn't know that I like the arcade. And Star Wars.
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