She nods slowly as he tells her he's xenian- he does, after all, live in Mafaton, doesn't he? Of course, there are humans there too, but it does raise the possibility distinctly.
His slight nervousness alerts her to the fact that she should prepare to control her features, and then he drops that bombshell-
It feels like someone pouring ice water down her neck, a sudden cold shock of what does he know before reason and logic catch up with her thudding heart and remind her that he trusts her to take a crop to him, or whatever they're going to do here.
He can't know it all. Her disguise is intact. She's going to have to be careful to give him no reason to go looking, and she's going to have to treat him very, very well.
This all happens deep down, locked inside. Her face doesn't change, which might be more of a giveaway than a slight expression of shock. She blinks, that's all.
Keep. Calm.
Suddenly- a lifesaving new thought- she realises how he did it, the first time they met face to face. She concentrates on that rather than on the fear of discovery, the cold, hard panic of being pinned down, unable to control what another person thinks of her- and the act comes naturally, because it is natural, somewhere.
"I should have known," she said, voice full, suddenly, of astonishment and amusement and approval. "You cheat, Charles Xavier."
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His slight nervousness alerts her to the fact that she should prepare to control her features, and then he drops that bombshell-
It feels like someone pouring ice water down her neck, a sudden cold shock of what does he know before reason and logic catch up with her thudding heart and remind her that he trusts her to take a crop to him, or whatever they're going to do here.
He can't know it all. Her disguise is intact. She's going to have to be careful to give him no reason to go looking, and she's going to have to treat him very, very well.
This all happens deep down, locked inside. Her face doesn't change, which might be more of a giveaway than a slight expression of shock. She blinks, that's all.
Keep. Calm.
Suddenly- a lifesaving new thought- she realises how he did it, the first time they met face to face. She concentrates on that rather than on the fear of discovery, the cold, hard panic of being pinned down, unable to control what another person thinks of her- and the act comes naturally, because it is natural, somewhere.
"I should have known," she said, voice full, suddenly, of astonishment and amusement and approval. "You cheat, Charles Xavier."