[She hums quietly in acknowledgement, her eyes never leaving his visor. He doesn't elaborate, and maybe he doesn't have to; it seems like the other "official" X-Men here didn't have an easy time of it before arriving here. Somehow, she'd kind of hoped that Scott wouldn't ever have to experience that kind of stuff, but... no such luck, huh? Everybody gets called to defend what they care about in the end.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leans up and pulls him in, her hand on the back of his head gently coaxing him in case he wants to just bury his face in her shoulder and not think about it for a while. She's never been the one to needle and push at the things people don't want to talk about; if Scott wants to tell her more, she knows he will. When he's ready.]
You look handsome in your uniform, [is all she says instead in an attempt to startle a laugh out of him, or at least distract him for a minute.]
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Wrapping her arms around his neck, she leans up and pulls him in, her hand on the back of his head gently coaxing him in case he wants to just bury his face in her shoulder and not think about it for a while. She's never been the one to needle and push at the things people don't want to talk about; if Scott wants to tell her more, she knows he will. When he's ready.]
You look handsome in your uniform, [is all she says instead in an attempt to startle a laugh out of him, or at least distract him for a minute.]