[ 1973. He's even earlier than Erik. The realization is... awful, actually, and something like despair sets in. As many problems as she has with all the people who had left her to imprisonment, she still would have welcomed having them here. These versions of Charles and Erik just aren't quite the same.
She tenses at that touch to her sleeve but waits until he's finished speaking to carefully pull her arm away. There are no gloves on her hands, it's far too risky when this Charles doesn't know.]
Liquor. It's not all that bad when you get used to it. [ Yes, she's already clocked quite a few hours in this bar. ] Please be careful not to touch my skin, sugar. I can't control my mutation and I don't want to hurt you.
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She tenses at that touch to her sleeve but waits until he's finished speaking to carefully pull her arm away. There are no gloves on her hands, it's far too risky when this Charles doesn't know.]
Liquor. It's not all that bad when you get used to it. [ Yes, she's already clocked quite a few hours in this bar. ] Please be careful not to touch my skin, sugar. I can't control my mutation and I don't want to hurt you.