[She tries to shield him as best she can from the shear amount of memories knocking around in her head, but there's only so much she can do. Or maybe, there's only so much she wants to hide from him. It's so rare that someone gets to understand her, and it's probably the only chance she'll have here. It's selfish, but she feels so disjointed and alone here, in a place full of people she knows and have never even met a version of her. Makes one think that perhaps existing in her world was a mistake, an evolutionary whoopsie.
The memories she kept as Legacy during the Age of X universe are protected, but not his son's involvement. There's her time as a member of the Brotherhood, attacking Carol Danvers and consequently begging her way onto the X-Men, her struggles and happiness with Remy, the constant complication that has so much of her love and sadness it's drowning, and of course there's the loss of Xavier and the havoc that's wrecked by the Red Skull. She doesn't omit the happiness through everything, scattered and far too infrequent amidst the constant battles for mutant kind. It's exhausting, she knows, and while having his powers she can't help but ride the emotional roller coaster with him.
To her credit, she's been holding it together relatively well considering the emotional barrage they're both experiencing, but when he makes the effort to use her remaining powers to pull her into a mental hug, the dam breaks and she sobs quietly, falling to her knees and eventually her hands as well.]
Ah ain't askin' you to be anyone but yourself.
[She thinks, unable to form words against the physical manifestations of her emotions.]
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The memories she kept as Legacy during the Age of X universe are protected, but not his son's involvement. There's her time as a member of the Brotherhood, attacking Carol Danvers and consequently begging her way onto the X-Men, her struggles and happiness with Remy, the constant complication that has so much of her love and sadness it's drowning, and of course there's the loss of Xavier and the havoc that's wrecked by the Red Skull. She doesn't omit the happiness through everything, scattered and far too infrequent amidst the constant battles for mutant kind. It's exhausting, she knows, and while having his powers she can't help but ride the emotional roller coaster with him.
To her credit, she's been holding it together relatively well considering the emotional barrage they're both experiencing, but when he makes the effort to use her remaining powers to pull her into a mental hug, the dam breaks and she sobs quietly, falling to her knees and eventually her hands as well.]
Ah ain't askin' you to be anyone but yourself.
[She thinks, unable to form words against the physical manifestations of her emotions.]