Magneto
"We are the future."
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Post by Erik Lehnsherr on Jul 22, 2014 17:01:43 GMT
It was saddening really, to hear that she had to struggle just to obtain food. And it was undoubtedly because of her mutation. Because she was outcast due to it. Something that he wished he could stop from happening to others. It however explained how her and Charles were so close. Erik had known they'd grown up together, but to find someone to share one's life with and find good company in, was truly a treasure. "He does have a tendency to do that," Erik agreed. To be supportive to those who needed it. She then asked what his favorite food was, and small smile reformed on his face.
Her earlier words of how they only spoke of mutations and such rolled around in his mind, realizing how true it was and also realizing how refreshing this conversation was in all its casualness. "Potato soup," he answered simply, concealing any emotions that arose in his heart when speaking of this particular food. His mother used to make it for him when he was younger, a strong comfort food it had been. And all he had now were the memories of it. "What's yours?" He asked, not wanting to dwell on his own answer and the memories it brought forth. "Maybe I will try to cook it for you one day," he added teasingly, perhaps slightly flirtatiously.
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