Charles Xavier
Charles, realizing that he’d made the entire situation into a trainwreck, quickly let go of Korbyn. “I’m sorry, I just saw…” he let his voice trail off and studied the girl. Her eyes were so wide, so vulnerable. She didn’t want to talk about it. Why would she? Later…
For now, though:
“So why are you interested in joining the team?” Charles asked.
It was then that he finally noticed the familiar, fiery face in the room. “Jean! Look at you!” He gave her a quick, much less awkward hug and beamed. “You’ve cut your hair.” Erik noted dryly from his corner. He looked up at her with a wry smirk. “I mean, you’re still gorgeous, but I almost didn’t recognize you. Although that may be because you don’t have some clingy manchild slobbering at your feet. That must be nice for you.” Straightening the paperclips in his hand out until they were plain wires, he twisted each one into a star shape and looked up at his old friend. “Whatever you’re going to do, don’t.” Charles warned, but Erik simply winked at her and said “Catch.” One by one, he flicked the tiny metal stars through the air at her with just the tiniest twitch of his mind.
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