[She could hear him before she saw him, or at least she hears someone walking towards the room in which she's standing. It's not that the Charles she knew has always been confined to a wheelchair, but that it's how she remembers him the most. Bald and on wheels. It is evident that when he walks in that he is absolutely neither.
His behavior puts her on edge, but so does this whole place. She's met a handful of people she knew and didn't know her, and it hasn't been just mutants. Avengers she spends time with during 'off' hours and one of the heroing community's on call lawyers didn't even recognize her, never mind the men she's had more intimate contact with previously. Actually, on edge is putting it nicely in regards to meeting an already different, younger version of her deceased mentor.
Her mental guard was up, but the fact that he's already skimming for little details, unable to abide by her fervent request (for his sake no less), has her ready for something unpleasant to happen. Casually, she returns his affectionate smile still shrouded in disbelief, leaning heavily on the actual happy emotions that the Professor is alive through the gesture as she steps closer, opening her arms in a request for a hug as her smile.]
It's Rogue only Professor. [Unless he already knew her, but he doesn't. He's not the Charles she knows. Not at all.]
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His behavior puts her on edge, but so does this whole place. She's met a handful of people she knew and didn't know her, and it hasn't been just mutants. Avengers she spends time with during 'off' hours and one of the heroing community's on call lawyers didn't even recognize her, never mind the men she's had more intimate contact with previously. Actually, on edge is putting it nicely in regards to meeting an already different, younger version of her deceased mentor.
Her mental guard was up, but the fact that he's already skimming for little details, unable to abide by her fervent request (for his sake no less), has her ready for something unpleasant to happen. Casually, she returns his affectionate smile still shrouded in disbelief, leaning heavily on the actual happy emotions that the Professor is alive through the gesture as she steps closer, opening her arms in a request for a hug as her smile.]
It's Rogue only Professor. [Unless he already knew her, but he doesn't. He's not the Charles she knows. Not at all.]