"I don't know," she says, because that's the thing. That's a whole other layer she hasn't even thought about. "Everyone else here- they adore him. I don't get it. He says he would never do that, that he changed history or something, but... He still did. His older self, but he hurt me. In ways I can't even describe."
The memories and nightmares she picked up from Erik Lensherr were, hands down, the worst memories she'd ever come across. To no one's surprise, either giving his origin story.
"I don't think he'd hurt anyone here. God I hope he don't. He seemed so great, Kelly Ann! An amazing cook, handsome... Incredibly smart. And my murderer." She's got to laugh at it, because if she doesn't, she'll cry again.
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The memories and nightmares she picked up from Erik Lensherr were, hands down, the worst memories she'd ever come across. To no one's surprise, either giving his origin story.
"I don't think he'd hurt anyone here. God I hope he don't. He seemed so great, Kelly Ann! An amazing cook, handsome... Incredibly smart. And my murderer." She's got to laugh at it, because if she doesn't, she'll cry again.