[ Erik mulls over her question. It is difficult to put words to it, and not something he is entirely comfortable discussing with somebody other than his fellow mutants. ]
It's nothing to act on. I am reluctant to say much more at this point, it's possible my suspicions will come to nothing. [ He looks at her. ] If that changes, I will let you know.
[ At this point, it's hardly different from his usual level of suspicion. He looks over the meadow and wonders what horrible thing happened here. The flowers carpeting over the scars, like poppies.
Her words make his jaw tighten. ]
My daughter did not die in battle. She died because of small-minded cowards who feared her gifts. If peace demands the slaughter of innocents because they threaten the status quo then I welcome war.
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It's nothing to act on. I am reluctant to say much more at this point, it's possible my suspicions will come to nothing. [ He looks at her. ] If that changes, I will let you know.
[ At this point, it's hardly different from his usual level of suspicion. He looks over the meadow and wonders what horrible thing happened here. The flowers carpeting over the scars, like poppies.
Her words make his jaw tighten. ]
My daughter did not die in battle. She died because of small-minded cowards who feared her gifts. If peace demands the slaughter of innocents because they threaten the status quo then I welcome war.