"The way of life is a shock," John admitted, brow furrowed for a second before he felt himself forced to clarify: "I mean, it's a shock to me. Everything was...on the up, you know? I was studying Mutant Studies: there were mutant pride groups on campus. We were starting to be just another minority group, worthy of acceptance, and then everything changed. Still," he concluded, a little more thinly, perhaps, "it's definitely better than the need for a mutant sanctuary and refugees. You were coping okay?" he wondered, glancing at Em briefly as he posed the question, before just focusing on turning the meat.
"Oh, just a moment," he excused himself, and padded back to the external bay door, sliding it open. "Hey, can you get me a beer, sweetheart?" he called out to Bobby, somewhere inside. "Thanks!"
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Date: 2016-01-09 05:09 am (UTC)"Oh, just a moment," he excused himself, and padded back to the external bay door, sliding it open. "Hey, can you get me a beer, sweetheart?" he called out to Bobby, somewhere inside. "Thanks!"