The thought of Magneto raising children - actually raising them, from babies, not just getting his claws in with angry teenagers - disturbs something fundamental in Remy. He's careful not to let it show on his face.
The lights are dim in the house, and it's nice out so the back door to the garden is open; Remy laces his fingers with hers and moves to sit down in the living room, facing the quiet yard.
"Billy knows something's up, Tommy's bored as ever." He kept them busy and occupied and only did a reasonable amount of nagging. Despite the packaging, he's not half bad at wrangling teens, but Wanda knows that.
It takes him a while to come up with something to say to the second bit.
"That man frightens me." His voice is hushed and he sounds somewhat at a loss - a key to it being honest, if uncomfortably raw (for him). "Ain't got nothin' to do with his abilities or his politics. I have been in the orbit of his presence for so long and I've seen what happens to everyone who gets close to him - everyone. So much of you is your heart, Wanda, I just..."
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The lights are dim in the house, and it's nice out so the back door to the garden is open; Remy laces his fingers with hers and moves to sit down in the living room, facing the quiet yard.
"Billy knows something's up, Tommy's bored as ever." He kept them busy and occupied and only did a reasonable amount of nagging. Despite the packaging, he's not half bad at wrangling teens, but Wanda knows that.
It takes him a while to come up with something to say to the second bit.
"That man frightens me." His voice is hushed and he sounds somewhat at a loss - a key to it being honest, if uncomfortably raw (for him). "Ain't got nothin' to do with his abilities or his politics. I have been in the orbit of his presence for so long and I've seen what happens to everyone who gets close to him - everyone. So much of you is your heart, Wanda, I just..."