[ That's where those came from, huh? Funny. He remembers Charles mentioning something about that offhand, but not Raven, specifically. Mystique. She's important to Charles. But she's also done too much shit for him to trust her. At least, the version he knows. Suppose it could be different now if what Charles says is true. That they stopped her. That she picked another road.
For a second, Logan's head is elsewhereā€”back in that room with Cerebro for the first time. Until then, he hadn't realized, either. Sure, he knew mutants were here and there. Hiding in plain sight like he was if they were lucky. Chased off into the shadows if they weren't. But he'd figured they were all on their own, making their way through a world that didn't trust them, that they couldn't trust in return. The school was already the first place he'd seen so many mutants together. Cerebro wasā€”shit, it was something else. And yeah. For a few brief moments, he could see what the Professor meant. About not being alone.
He taps his fingers idly. Nah, he wouldn't be the first. Wasn't the last, either. Butā€”
He shakes his head. Scott's a complicated subject, alive or dead. ] It doesn't matter anymore. He was our first soldier down. Years before the war. I thought I lost you, too. [ He hesitates. He's not exactly sure what Charles saw in his head. ] Listen, whatever the others felt about me, you saw something else. I stayed because of you. That's not gonna change. Let me do what I do best and handle the bullshit in this place, alright? Until you figure things out.
[ Which Charles will. He knows that. But in the meantime, Logan's good at. This. Scraping things together so they can all see another day. And he's okay with being that guyā€”for Charles, for all of them. In a way, it's what he needs to be. That's what he's trying to say, maybe. That Charles doesn't need to believe in himself at this moment or tomorrow or, hell, even ten years from now. Logan's still not going anywhere. ]
no subject
For a second, Logan's head is elsewhereā€”back in that room with Cerebro for the first time. Until then, he hadn't realized, either. Sure, he knew mutants were here and there. Hiding in plain sight like he was if they were lucky. Chased off into the shadows if they weren't. But he'd figured they were all on their own, making their way through a world that didn't trust them, that they couldn't trust in return. The school was already the first place he'd seen so many mutants together. Cerebro wasā€”shit, it was something else. And yeah. For a few brief moments, he could see what the Professor meant. About not being alone.
He taps his fingers idly. Nah, he wouldn't be the first. Wasn't the last, either. Butā€”
He shakes his head. Scott's a complicated subject, alive or dead. ] It doesn't matter anymore. He was our first soldier down. Years before the war. I thought I lost you, too. [ He hesitates. He's not exactly sure what Charles saw in his head. ] Listen, whatever the others felt about me, you saw something else. I stayed because of you. That's not gonna change. Let me do what I do best and handle the bullshit in this place, alright? Until you figure things out.
[ Which Charles will. He knows that. But in the meantime, Logan's good at. This. Scraping things together so they can all see another day. And he's okay with being that guyā€”for Charles, for all of them. In a way, it's what he needs to be. That's what he's trying to say, maybe. That Charles doesn't need to believe in himself at this moment or tomorrow or, hell, even ten years from now. Logan's still not going anywhere. ]