[ In Scott, Charles can see Sean, and Alex, and Hank. He can see his original students and the joys they shared together as they discovered their abilities and made a home. Erik and Raven too, when they were all in the mansion, and the possibilities seemed endless. For a time after his accident, they did a good job starting it right. He may have had a personal set back, but his mind was resolute that this was the future they needed. In a way, he wishes that he had done something wrong, so he had blame that could be aimed somewhere that wasn't the greater power of their country, taking them away from him.
Charles lets Scott brush away his tears even if everything in him is stubbornly against it. He struggles with allowing other people to be there for him, there is a part of him that fights against it, as if roles can't constantly change and balance can be found between teacher and student. He lets Scott take his hand and he squeezes it gently, willing himself to pull it to-bloody-together already. ]
I'm not very good at sharing burdens, I'm afraid.
[ Perhaps his older self gets better at it, or perhaps he just seems like he always has it together, that he's able to be there for everyone else because he sees that as the greatest gift. He could see his past self in that man, and he can see the road that takes him there, it's just a pivot in his path that he's currently on. Off the road, onto the dirt and grass, before it rights itself.
Charles chuckles, deep in his throat. ]
He said that to me too. I met your Professor through Logan's mind, and yes, it was exactly as strange as it sounds.
[ How many people can say they met their future selves through fifty years of time in another mind? No one, Charles was very unique in that way, but it was exactly what he needed to hear at the time. He found that hope inside of him, buried very deep, and saving Raven was just as much about saving himself. If he could reach her, if they could find each other again, then nothing was lost forever with them either. Raven wasn't lost and neither was he. That is what he believed, before he came here. ]
Is it strange to say I only just met you but I am proud of you all the same? You're such a compassionate man, and to think that I had anything to do with that is humbling.
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Charles lets Scott brush away his tears even if everything in him is stubbornly against it. He struggles with allowing other people to be there for him, there is a part of him that fights against it, as if roles can't constantly change and balance can be found between teacher and student. He lets Scott take his hand and he squeezes it gently, willing himself to pull it to-bloody-together already. ]
I'm not very good at sharing burdens, I'm afraid.
[ Perhaps his older self gets better at it, or perhaps he just seems like he always has it together, that he's able to be there for everyone else because he sees that as the greatest gift. He could see his past self in that man, and he can see the road that takes him there, it's just a pivot in his path that he's currently on. Off the road, onto the dirt and grass, before it rights itself.
Charles chuckles, deep in his throat. ]
He said that to me too. I met your Professor through Logan's mind, and yes, it was exactly as strange as it sounds.
[ How many people can say they met their future selves through fifty years of time in another mind? No one, Charles was very unique in that way, but it was exactly what he needed to hear at the time. He found that hope inside of him, buried very deep, and saving Raven was just as much about saving himself. If he could reach her, if they could find each other again, then nothing was lost forever with them either. Raven wasn't lost and neither was he. That is what he believed, before he came here. ]
Is it strange to say I only just met you but I am proud of you all the same? You're such a compassionate man, and to think that I had anything to do with that is humbling.