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Ain't nobody gave you dat job but you, Betsy.

[He shook his head.]

Now why you apologizin'? We friends, non? You need ta talk, dat's what I'm here for.

And Logan. He recruited me to watch Warren and the entire team. [ The weakest of smiles is given there. It's probably the most forced thing that's ever actually existed. ]

At least mutants can always count on mutants. I think I'd count on Erik before the men here.

[He frowns at that information. That sounds like Logan.]

Ain't de sort of thing that should fall on one person.

[But who is he to judge, really?]

You can count on Erik for a lot. [But the begrudging look on his face says he doesn't think any of those things are good things to count on.]

How many of de men here you met?

Mm. [ That's the only response he'll get about that. She disagrees with it being too much for one person and just wants to let it go at that. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knows it's too much, but at the end of the day isn't being telepathic in general just a bit too much?

She shrugs. ]

One too many.

[Too many people take telepaths for granted in his opinion, still, he'll let it go. She wants to, and he knows better than to push too much with her.

Instead, he chuckles, raising an eyebrow.]

One too many, eh?

[ She shrugs and finally just...sighs. Not sure how to explain things, if she wants to, what she wants to. ]

I mentioned that man I was screwing. Things got...complicated. More intimate than I intended. We both expressed trepidation about that but...

[ Why was it always so stupidly complicated for her? Not just her, it seemed as though that was just the destiny of people like them. ]

Warren and I used to joke when things were going too well, that we were just waiting for the next dramatic revelation that would ruin everything.

[ So why would she think this place would be any different? Stupid to have really, in hindsight. ]

He was more understanding than any human I've met about my powers, generous enough to lie and say I was enough for him, and to suggest maybe we didn't have to keep running from the situation. Turns out neither of us are really meant for that though. I'd say I can't take back mistakes like that but I suppose I could just erase myself from his mind. [ Does the thought occur to her, yes, yes it does. ]

'Cept he was stupid if he thought you wouldn't know he was lyin'. [Except Remy was pretty sure that wasn't the case, and it was Betsy who might be doing the lying, to herself.

He frowns, shaking his head.]

You really wanna do dat, cher?

I don't know what he wants and I'm not risking myself to someone like that again.

[ It comes out before she can stop herself and she immediately regrets it. But what's said can't be unsaid. So, she just continues on. ]

Not after how it always was with Warren. I'm not going to be the idiot trying to make something work with someone who doesn't want it all over again.

D'accord, dat's fair, Betsy. [But he noticed the implication.]

But...what did you want?

[ She downs her entire drink right then and just shrugs. Another problem right there, she's not sure. At all. ]

I don't know. I thought all I wanted was a distraction. Every time it got close to thinking about more than that I just...decided to not think too much on it. Pretty sure he does the same.

Well, it ain't gonna feel like anythin' close ta closure unless ya look at it.

[ She narrows her eyes at him, not really wanting logic at the moment. Or to think about it all. Or to think about anything. ]

When I look at it all I see is a disaster waiting to happen. [ Which is...the truth. ] Perhaps there were moments where I entertained a thought or two of it being more, but it's seemed like every time it's gotten close to talking about that he runs off. Or I pull away.

Sometimes things work out dat way. [He shrugs.] Maybe it ain't time, or maybe you two ought to sit and talk. [He smiles.] An' I know he's de one who left, an' you ain' obligated ta listen if he crawls back.

Objectively I understand why he felt the need to leave. [ And she's not going to go into it. But objectively she does...get it. ] Like I did when Warren needed space after things with Archangel. [ About as close as she'll get to an explanation. Which also hints at just how much it bothered her--more because she's been reminded freshly of those wounds. ]

I can't see it mattering either way. I'm fairly certain I'm not something he wants to get too close to and that...well, I can't really blame him. [ She shrugs ] Still...I can't say it wasn't nice to feel like enough for a moment.

[He can accept that, and respect her respect for this guy's privacy.]

Hey, now, Bets. Yo' enough. Jus' 'cause dis homme is blind don't change dat.

[ She will...silently disagree. Though she takes his hand and squeezes it as she leans her head to his shoulder. ]

Thank you. Perhaps...you have a point. I should do some thinking. [ Will she? Maybe. Probably not. But it's a nice sentiment. ]

It's an option. [He smiles.] Ain' like I'm a shinin' example of good life choices.

[ She chuckles. ] Or good functional relationships.

Ouch. [He places a hand over his heart before smirking.] Ain' wrong, though. 'Course, who among us is guilty o' that?

None of us. We're all bloody awful at relationships. [ She laughs though, can't even help it. Really, their drama is almost comical sometimes. ] Pure disasters all around.

Maybe it's one of dose shared traits, non? Like we all got noses, we're mammals, we're messy in relationships.

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