[ Charles has been in Logan's mind, he knows a great deal about him now, and he knows he's telling the truth. From his point of view, at least. It's more difficult for Charles himself to establish in his mind that he's not far from the man that seemed almost a legend in the way he was perceived. It's a responsibility that Charles takes seriously, that he truthfully wants and yearns for, the certainty of purpose he saw there in his future self. Because he is not feeling much certainty now.
The success with Raven helped, and the idea of reimagining the school and trying again is an exciting prospect, or at least it was, before coming here. Now he can't see any particular road. All he has are the voices. He looks a little strung out as he massages his temples, sighing. ]
Believing in you is not a question. If you could see your own mind, you'd know how easy it is to.
[ He knows that Logan may not understand that about himself. His mind is complex, yes, and he's gone through many struggles and ups and downs, but Charles can see the brightest spots in it. A man burdened by time and cruelty done to him, yet capable of an outrageous amount of kindness. He can see the best in people because they truly do have it right there in the open. For him. He thinks if everyone understood the beauty that they were made of, things would be better for them. And perhaps that's what he's always tried to do for his students. Let them see what pieces they can. ]
It's myself I'm not too crazy about at the moment, but I am working on it. This place is not helping the situation.
[ He feels helpless and lost. It doesn't instill the confidence back into him that he was growing. Once upon a time Charles Xavier was effortlessly confident in himself and his point of view, unshakeably so. Right then he's barely feeling the edges of it. He could probably stand to give some of his kindness to himself, but the situation at hand is a set-back. Sometimes time is all it requires. ]
Tell me more about the X-Men. We were in a bit of a hurry before.
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The success with Raven helped, and the idea of reimagining the school and trying again is an exciting prospect, or at least it was, before coming here. Now he can't see any particular road. All he has are the voices. He looks a little strung out as he massages his temples, sighing. ]
Believing in you is not a question. If you could see your own mind, you'd know how easy it is to.
[ He knows that Logan may not understand that about himself. His mind is complex, yes, and he's gone through many struggles and ups and downs, but Charles can see the brightest spots in it. A man burdened by time and cruelty done to him, yet capable of an outrageous amount of kindness. He can see the best in people because they truly do have it right there in the open. For him. He thinks if everyone understood the beauty that they were made of, things would be better for them. And perhaps that's what he's always tried to do for his students. Let them see what pieces they can. ]
It's myself I'm not too crazy about at the moment, but I am working on it. This place is not helping the situation.
[ He feels helpless and lost. It doesn't instill the confidence back into him that he was growing. Once upon a time Charles Xavier was effortlessly confident in himself and his point of view, unshakeably so. Right then he's barely feeling the edges of it. He could probably stand to give some of his kindness to himself, but the situation at hand is a set-back. Sometimes time is all it requires. ]
Tell me more about the X-Men. We were in a bit of a hurry before.