[ A breath out through his nose, hard and stilling. Even this squaring off against one another is so familiar it stings, all the little nuances of their partnership he'd well and truly forgot until now.
Logan closes his eyes, marshaling himself, and tries again. ]
The whole team...went down as one, Storm. We didn't- we couldn't- [ The anguish creeps up soft in his voice, and he looks at his hands, unable to meet her gaze. How the fuck do you tell someone they were killed by a man they loved, a man who had guided them, who had mentored and supported them for years?
How does he even explain how Charles came back? Not for the first time, Logan has no fucking idea of what to say, desperate for even an ounce of the Professor's calm thoughtfulness right now.
He turns away, frustrated and overcome, not even knowing where to start and not wanting her to see the grief on his face. ]
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[ A breath out through his nose, hard and stilling. Even this squaring off against one another is so familiar it stings, all the little nuances of their partnership he'd well and truly forgot until now.
Logan closes his eyes, marshaling himself, and tries again. ]
The whole team...went down as one, Storm. We didn't- we couldn't- [ The anguish creeps up soft in his voice, and he looks at his hands, unable to meet her gaze. How the fuck do you tell someone they were killed by a man they loved, a man who had guided them, who had mentored and supported them for years?
How does he even explain how Charles came back? Not for the first time, Logan has no fucking idea of what to say, desperate for even an ounce of the Professor's calm thoughtfulness right now.
He turns away, frustrated and overcome, not even knowing where to start and not wanting her to see the grief on his face. ]